Have you ever sat and listened to the rain?
The pound, pound, pounding of the rain…
Its temporal beat, rhythmic patters dashing across every surface creating a magical symphonic sound washing the world bring rejuvenation, regeneration with its iridescent drops.
How it weaves through the sky dancing on the wind sending secrets and promises of a new life again.
The rain is falling, the tears are dancing down the face, the heart is broken but…the cleansing is happening; hope is rising and dreams are forming the heart is mending.
The pound, pound, pounding of the rain, the musical unsteady but strong tempo promising, once you close your eyes dreams will come in the morning fresh and new, restored, refreshed.
Dream, dream, dream away to the pound, pound, pounding of the rain of its steady beat to God’s heart.
Have you ever sat the listened to the rain?
The pound, pound, pounding of the rain…
Its temporal beat, rhythmic patters dashing across every surface creating a magical symphonic sound washing the world bring rejuvenation, regeneration with its iridescent drops.
How it weaves through the sky dancing on the wind sending secrets and promises of a new life again.
The rain is falling, the tears are dancing down the face, the heart is broken but…the cleansing is happening; hope is rising and dreams are forming the heart is mending.
The pound, pound, pounding of the rain, the musical unsteady but strong tempo promising, once you close your eyes dreams will come in the morning fresh and new, restored, refreshed.
Dream, dream, dream away to the pound, pound, pounding of the rain of its steady beat to God’s heart.
Have you ever sat the listened to the rain?
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