Day 39 Lent

A Hymn

Then shall we know, if we follow on to know the Lord:
his going forth is prepared as the morning; and he shall
come unto us as the rain, as the latter and former rain
unto the earth.

-- Hosea 6:3

I

once i sat on a hilltop with a friend--
we watched the clouds approach
dark with the fullness of rain
and still we remained until rain
enveloped us and our clothes grew
heavy, my face washed in rainwater,
my hair matted down, and still we sat
that summer day until the rain stopped--
we knew we had been blessed

II

each dewdrop, every rivulet
fed by the rain, one blade of grass
watered by a drizzle, a path
muddied by a constant downpour--
new buds fondled by a light rain
and my pole and line readied
to catch bass and perch
in a pond nourished by rain--
all reminders of  grace

III

we hiked to a waterfall
past anemones in a field
past loosestrife fringes
over boulders, on dirt paths,
and it began to rain
we approached the falls--
squeezed into a space
between two boulders
and listened to the sounds
of rain and watched raindrops
dance and become one
with the rushing water
and remembered the psalm