June Morning After Rain...

 He provides rain for the earth; 

he sends water on the countryside.

Job 5:10

Earth, parched by heat guzzles the healing rain

Hope gleams with grace; it dazzles like a chain

Of diamonds on the outstretched arms of trees

It pearls in petal-shells of peonies

Hills roll like green waves rushing from our doors

Horizons blur on turquoise-misted shores

Breeze billows, willow-wisps whisper and sigh

And toss a hymn of gladness to the sky

And we, often bereft of eloquence

Revel in renewed wonder’s reverence

As like a bud a brand new day unfolds

And flowers on a stem God’s mercy holds

 

© Janet Martin