I prayed for rain two days, naught.
To the east and west it meandered.
The field dry and dusty moisture I sought.
I thought God I must have slandered?
Then it came full on without repent.
Deluge it finally came.
Prepared I was not.
Suddenly I realized how powerful it can be.
Thankful I am but unprepared the same.
Even ants know when to cover the entrance to the nest while I flail at a wayward fly.
Funny the the fly knows how to get attention but not whether it should.