Healing Rain

I walk outside in rain so drear, Not one thing my heart holds as dear; Drops of pain raining down my face Washing hope from life and love erase. I lift my eyes to depths of gray And see a gleam, a sparkling ray. I laugh inside, how can this be, That God would mock a wretch like me. And then I see a line of red And then of green and violet. My heart expands in wistful hope, Perhaps I'll find a way to cope. Then I recall a wise man said Let not your soul, your heart go dead. Life holds the way, look for the signs, Love never dies; do not resign. Yet seize the day, uplift your eyes. The promise there, it rides the skies. In times of grief so keenly felt The hope of life is finely held. 10/02/2018 Inspired by Picture #5