how can you bear to rain?
when heaven,has on your behalf done so
for these 2 days.
thanks heaven
heaven knows.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
2006
Rain.
Watch it gush.
Threads of slivery lines,
Downwards, a frantic rush.
Tears.
Feel them flow
Streams of hot bath,
Downwards, trickling slow.
Thunder.
Hear it rumble.
Strongly it resonates
Cower, watch me tumble
Heart.
Feel it fumble.
Heated thumps of ache,
Cower, watch me crumble.
Rainbow.
See its colours hold.
Lovely against dark sky,
Across, and bottom a pot of gold?
Hope.
Allow its swell.
Gold, shining and warm
Across your heart, believe, you will be well.
Watch it gush.
Threads of slivery lines,
Downwards, a frantic rush.
Tears.
Feel them flow
Streams of hot bath,
Downwards, trickling slow.
Thunder.
Hear it rumble.
Strongly it resonates
Cower, watch me tumble
Heart.
Feel it fumble.
Heated thumps of ache,
Cower, watch me crumble.
Rainbow.
See its colours hold.
Lovely against dark sky,
Across, and bottom a pot of gold?
Hope.
Allow its swell.
Gold, shining and warm
Across your heart, believe, you will be well.
Hymn of Promise
In the bulb there is a flower
In the seed, an apple tree
In cocoons, a hidden promise
Butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter
There's a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season,
Something God alone can see
There's a song in every silence
Seeking word and melody
There's a dawn in every darkness,
Bringing hope to you and me
From the past will come the future
What it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see
In our end is our beginning
In our time, infinity
In our doubt there is believing,
In our life, eternity
In our death, a resurrection
At the last, the victory,
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see
In the seed, an apple tree
In cocoons, a hidden promise
Butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter
There's a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season,
Something God alone can see
There's a song in every silence
Seeking word and melody
There's a dawn in every darkness,
Bringing hope to you and me
From the past will come the future
What it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see
In our end is our beginning
In our time, infinity
In our doubt there is believing,
In our life, eternity
In our death, a resurrection
At the last, the victory,
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see
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