If you’ve not felt the aridness that signifies the drying of leaves
If you’ve not seen the brown-ness of the earth covering what should be green
If the land has never called out for water
And the trees, stunted on their journey to the stars
And the cows, once robust, inspiring, even the staunchest vegetarian to reconsider,
Now, lean, hungry and echoing the emptiness
Of the pocket, of the mind and even the spirit
You can never understand the mysteries of R.A.I.N
The magic of rain is many fold –
It signifies so much more than water running through the fields,
It proclaims grace, abundance and even,
Hope…
Enjoy this beautiful ‘rainy’ rendition by the Angel City Chorale.
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