Rain Pray

Grey mounds of a futile landscape Life is a feeling the fuel Rain thunders; under cover drape Remote, imm'diate and truthful Neb'lous clouds in illusion shape O', but how the cooly wind blows Watching out the drifty clouds, stroll Spatters across the patios Water bubbles in bristling roll Sighing each bursting bubble shows Pouring it down with all embrace Falling a down, the hard and fast Out of the sky, into my face The beauty of the moment, cast The smell of wet earth, anyplace O' sniff of cool crispy clean air So that is all around remain It's so complete and so aware Feel no sorrow, I feel no pain In rain, as I stand in prayer