Just another poem I created one day during a summer rain ;-) Enjoy.
I've been yearning to go to my
spiritual place where I can rejuvenate
my energy, feel the energy, and infuse
my energy with nature.
So I sat on my porch swing.
While watching the summer rain
fall peacefully from the skies, kissing
the ground with tenderness, I watch in
awe of the oneness, the uniformity,
the sacred stillness of summer rain.
Music to my soul.
I listen to the melody of summer,
feel my love of nature, my love of Spirit
of the Most High, enjoying the sacred stillness
of falling rain.
In the tenderness of the whispering trees,
the crackling of the lightning,
the rumble of thunder, and the feel of a
summer breeze, Spirit of the Most High
and I converse in silence and smile.
