I woke in sweet pause to the summer rains
Glance toward the sky in misty eyed ponder
While worlds begin day in routine refrains
We might all know beauty is our wonder.
In our lives where cause might allow reveal
Our choice to become the pureness we wish
Always measured in will of knowing real
Is Grace belongs in hearts not outlandish
Water in sweet embrace cleanse my windows
I might breathe the world its sheltered release
Much like my neighbor whose ideal true grows
We can quest lives together to find peace.
In quiet mystique regard truth our gain
Solace sing sweet warmth in Her summer rain.
*photo credit: Mark Demsteader – found on Pinterest
