As I sit, I watch, finding amazement as this that others may find to have no value, no meaning, a simple purpose,

The rain...

When I see the rain, I see the love of the sky pouring down onto the Earth,

Covering her, mother Earth, reassuring her that his love will always be there,

Through the good times as well as the bad, when she is weak, feeling as tho she is no more than the land in which we walk, feeling as though love has went away, almost lifeless.

He covers her

He washes away her fears, her wrongs, even her rights, things about herself that she may see as flaws, he cleanses her very being, giving her the will, the strength, the courage to continue, to never stop providing.

Mother Earth, Father Sky.....

And then the rain stops, I have awakened from a dream that I somehow remained awake in, the sweetest moment of bliss belonged to me....