Rhythm of the Rain
Upon my knees in prayer, bless my words
oh Lord this late October night.
The peaceful calm...hear the rhythm of rain.
I send words a far distance, to a woman
to know of better. A need in heart as
you designed. A helper's soul to share.
Show the way oh Lord...hear the rhythm of
This peaceful calm is meant to share.
So I will not fear or avoid rough water
as I travel this, your river of time.
Stirring the water gently after her.
I send word, I await her response.
I risk causing the ripples, I put the oar
to use, though hidden rocks lay beneath.
To travel a straight route ahead
will take a steady rhythm...
The final destination is in the timing
together, a give and take, gained
in the sharing of the waters ahead.
But if one only wants the peaceful
calm, never risking to ask the other,
that one, suffers in circles...
..just hearing the rhythm of the rain.