Out On the Porch (1)

Rain came down last night With it rolled the thunder and flashed the lightning Now the air is so clean, crisp, and cool Crickets abound singing praises While the rooster's strength is renewed Birds chirp with loving calls, for God has met their needs The earth sparkles with beauty from the cleansing bath Breezes gently carry appreciating tunes around Bamboo wind chimes gently give their hollow sound Calling, calming, relaxing; Breeze gently strokes my face Securing my relaxation For my attitude determines the musical tone of my home Totally cloudy this morn but could clear Responsibilities pull me away but I can't go just yet Need to stay on the porch for a while and commune with God