I rose from the warmth of my bed
to the early morning rain
seeing the mood change across the open fields
the sky a soothing grey
rain, soft and warm
feeling it dampen my head
then soaking my shoulders
I did not run for cover
for I felt I was witnessing a miracle
standing with my face to the sky
my arms extended
welcoming every drop
greeting them as if I had never seen them before
in life we can get trapped
caught in barbed-wire rope
venomous of global news
if allowed, it will kill us all
I say, look to your sky
your fields, your waters
this planet that continues to try and forgive us
that is the only creator I can get behind
the holy trinity,
earth, water, air
for without that trinity
we have nothing
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