Whispers of Rain
A December day
when the noise of the world
is subdued and gray.
From the heavens, comes the play
of raindrops falling
and alighting upon Mother Earth’s
body.
They caress her with refreshment
after having endured
a scorched, parched summer.
She soaks it in
and exhales a long, soft sigh
of gratitude.
Drops of rain falling,
hitting my windowpane,
creating a symphony
of muted notes,
lulling me into reflection
of times long past,
of memories that linger
deep within me.
December rain…
bringing tranquility and
healing of the body’s
mind and heart.
I pause and offer thanksgiving
to my Creator
for the wonder and glory
of His blessing
contained within each drop.