the way-out

Rain

So much rain
so much rain
after so long dry.

The sky is weeping
with you
the sky is weeping
for you.

The earth runs with tears
washing away what was
drowning in sorrow.
The trees, the flowers
bow down their heads
in grief.

The winds blow with change
whispering
what now? oh what now?
No one knows
no one knows.

Only wait
only know the truth
of the earth
of the rain
of the wind
of the death that brings
new life.


And now the sun!
and birds singing
bringing hope
always hope
always a new day
new life
on the old
over the dying
the new
the new


© copyright Maggie Wilson
June 2004