And it rains

sorenbarrett

The grey of a new day, clouds hang as shrouds
And it rains
Billowing bellies full, vast piles of dingy wool
And it rains
Rivers overflow their banks, rivulet armies attack their flanks
And it rains
Invading forces fill fields, leaf shield to droplet shell soon yields
And it rains
Surrounded on all sides, hope buried under mud hides 
And it rains
Darkness is settling in, God where have you been
And it rains

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Online Online)
  • Published: January 20th, 2026 02:58
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    Good write SB. It made me think of God in the storm, and lines of a hymn: 'His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form, And dark is His path on the wings of the storm'. Sounds fearful, but 'fear' meaning 'awe, reverence, respect, etc', not terror.

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks so much Orchi for your read and the most interesting lines from the hymn. This was written as I sat yesterday watching rain and rain got six inches in two hours and the creek below was running brown with dirt and mud.



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