After a Rainy Night in June...

The woods, veiled  in the distance

Crowns the border of the land

The earth; refreshed and glistening

‘Neath the Giver’s gracious hand

Where pastures, parched and pleading

Longed for nectar, pure, divine

Emerald fields ripple with promise

Replenished by heaven’s wine

The heart, veiled with the body

And the body, fresh from sleep

Have relinquished yester’ sorrow

For it is not ours to keep

But the hour pleads with Promise

And we dare not dance in vain

So we drink the Spirit’s nectar

Replenished by holy rain

The border of the hour

Is a phantom consciousness

Yet we recognize the Power

Whereby it is lent to us

The known, veiled in the distance

By a mist of vast unknown

Draws our hearts from fear’s resistance

To the footstool of His throne

© Janet Martin

His Word to the believer

Is what rain is to the earth

This is the day the Lord has made,

Let us rejoice and be glad in it. Ps. 118:24