Poems for dry Weather of the Soul

Deluge

A rain squall
fiercer then any storm of doubt
pours in answer, an ending
to a season of prayer-less drought

Faith driven in a rush
of heaven’s gale
blows us where He wills.

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Dance in the rain
on the dry dusty ground
the joy of the Lord
like manna comes down
and drenches my thirsty soul
feeds my hungry heart
and LORD
I come to know You.

c.Darlene Moore Berg

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