For Rain

Every grain of sand
has a story to tell
Each leaf holds the secret of Heaven
and makes you well
Even Angels may wear a veil
Some who come and wish to remain anonymous
Yet by their fruits we may know
The fruits that God reaps and sows
For standing in no particular row
are the holy Union of Saints
The quiet whisper of quaint voices
The blessed songs of these thiess in choir
whose souls sing and cry of adoration
Made in imagination and made real
in the senses that God feels
In rapture and in Grace
to behold the Supreme Beautys' face
In quiet adoration pray
with faith, Love and clay
For from the Earth God brings
the body of human beings
From the leaf to the bean
From the ether and unseen
to Life and Love again
In the springtime dew and Rain
My dear friend
.