Fall to Peaces

Come down, down, down.

Play follow the leader

until liter after liter

burnishes the field

and soaks my soul.

 

Rain, acquiesce to gravity.

Give in to the thirst

of earthen wear.

Don’t ever stop

in mid-air.

 

Play upon our gutters

and splay the timpani

white noise through

the gaping window.

Seize and distill.

 

Peace-drops, keep descending,

cleansing like a prayer.

Be our confessions,

our kneeling grace

and gratitude to God.

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6 thoughts on “Fall to Peaces

  1. Rain, acquiesce to gravity.

    Give in to the thirst

    of earthen wear.

    Don’t ever stop

    in mid-air.

    This verse conjured up images that went in a very different direction. Rain that stops mid-air is rain that eventually makes it down – the more often it stops “in mid-air” the greater the white havoc and destruction it causes. Hail, unlike snow in the wrong season, water in the least helpful form.

    Meanwhile we’re in our worst drought in 25 years and only seeing a ‘teasing’ of rain.

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