POEM- Praise Ye the Lord

Esmyral soaking in each drop, knowing it is a blessing form Heaven.

The rain beats down and the storm clouds darken the sky

Hiding in warm shelter, we try and keep dry.

Flashes of light spread across the earth

Power strikes our hearts, a power we remember from before birth

Focusing on the good takes away the wet and scary toll

Wonder fills our child-like souls

We lift up our heads

We reach out our hands

Droplets of water, scatter frantically on our palms

And we are reminded of the psalms,

"Praise Ye the Lord"

In my heart I frown

The exploding thunder shakes my town

But as I look up, I know the rain is a sign from above

A sign of His everlasting love

The rain makes the flowers grow

It makes rainbows glow

Like the storm

Our lives might not always seem warm

When in life there is a flood

We must remember the glory and sacrifice of His blood

We may have frightening and frustrating days

And might not always understand God's ways

But He is there, blooming us with His Grace

My Lord, my God forever will I Praise!!