Early morning rain drops in
Landscape thirsts for blessed drink
Graceful flowers dance and spin
Timeless pause while nature thinks
Tender leaf enjoys her bath
Gentle droplets trickle down
Soft grass carpets nature’s path
Destiny wearing her crown
Silence breaks from quiet mist
Terrain transforms with delight
Nature feels like being kissed
Peace fills every pore with light
Sky gracefully opens up
Rays of sunshine descending
Creator fills every cup
Nature never pretending
God sometimes does His work with gentle drizzle, not storms.
From Deuteronomy 32:2-3: “May my teaching drop like the rain, my speech condense like the dew, like gentle rain on grass, like showers on new growth. For I will proclaim the name of the Lord, ascribe greatness to our God!”
John Newton (1725-1807) was an English pastor who also was a writer of several hymns, including the beloved “Amazing Grace.” His early life is filled with contrasts, when compared to his later life. He served as a ship’s captain during the slave trade, but later renounced his work after his conversion to Christianity. He became an outspoken opponent of the slave trade later in his life.
Cloudy, overcast sky
Hiding morning’s sunshine
Waiting with her reply
Nature’s latest headline
Forecast calling for rain
Arriving right on time
Watering farmers’ grain
Nature’s unchanging rhyme
Lightning crackling with fire
Sparking thunderous clouds
Hearing heavenly choir
Nature’s clamorous crowds
Peace returning to earth
Singing with calm voices
Anchoring at her berth
Nature’s sun rejoices
Disruption retreating
Clearing sky welcomed back
Sketching springtime’s greeting
Nature’s morning on track
This moment in time
Our story turns to new page—
Another year comes
Trading snow shovels
Absent Ohio winter—
Time for umbrellas
Each worthy surprise
Life’s unique blessings waiting—
Around each corner
Summer’s heat taking pause
Rain touches with wet paws
Dry landscape’s soaking mist
Moisture been greatly missed
Gray overcast hides skies
Missing sun sadly sighs
Nature’s well-deserved break
Setting up summer’s cake
Crops, flowers, and grass smile
Delicious, stay awhile
Harmony finds its tune
Despite absent, full moon
Tranquility looks down
Nature’s elegant gown
Richest hues, brightest tones
Beauty’s shining gemstones
Precious stones on display
Add one more day to play
Summer’s heat shall resume
But first, smell rain’s fresh bloom
Renewing dry, parched landscape
Resurrecting nature’s shape
Refreshing rain offers grace
Restoring peace to this place
Restarting with single drop
Reopening life’s closed shop
Reaffirming rain calling
Rallying lifeline falling
Recommitting faithful hand
Reassuring thirsty land
Reviving lost paradise
Rebounding rain’s special spice
Relieving vast acres’ stress
Rejuvenating success
Renovating rain’s duty
Recapturing land’s beauty
Rekindling valley’s lost spark
Reflecting light over dark
Repairing nature’s lost soul
Remaking her glory whole
This nature-rich poem is crafted with a different style. Beginning each verse with an “R” word as inspired by “refreshing rain,” offers a challenge for my poetic pen.
Gentle breeze blowing
Autumn leaves fluttering down—
Fading memories
Pollen count drops low
Refreshing air we now breathe—
Morning rains arrive
Morning’s early dawn
Fog blankets each creek and pond—
What mysteries wait?
Autumn rains lasting for days
Covering the land with mist
Cleansing under cloudy haze
Rising pollen, now dismissed
Harvest pausing, farmers wait
Parking soybeans, left to take
Drying cornstalks, know their fate
Standing ready, combines brake
Creeks filling, slowly at first
Running water, sent ahead
Suspending reservoirs’ thirst
Pausing for now, winter’s dread
Nature’s perfect cycle breathes
Singing praises to the Lord
Watching as autumn unsheathes
Waking when spring comes aboard
The Bible uses “rain” in many ways as God teaches us about His ways. This poem was blessed to receive many views in its original post on May, 2019. Enjoy!
Waking up to see another blessed, rainy day
Witnessing as God brings us grace this day
God creates rain to descend upon the earth
Bringing rain to produce yields from the land
The heavens’ water brings awesome worth
Allowing for existence by woman and man
Rain arrives by the word of our mighty God
Sending vital water to the crops and fields
God’s creation brings early rains with a nod
Providing late rains to fulfill a farmer’s yield
God brings rain in abundance with His hand
Opening the dry earth, salvation springs up
Skies raining down righteousness, is His plan
Showering our lives with a grace-filled cup
Rain nurtures spring’s new green, tender sprouts
Providing seed to the sower, bread for the table
Harvest arrives again on time by fall’s usual route
Filling grain bins as hardworking farmers feel able
God shines sun on both the Good and the Bad
Sending rain on the righteous and unrighteous
Rains from heaven fill hearts, never to be sad
Earmarking fruitful seasons for the righteous
Remember the incredibly prudent man
Constructing his house upon solid rock
Rains fell, floods came—over the land
Preserving a faith as steady as a rock
Witnessing an early morning rain inspires the visions for this poem. It is amazing how a view through an open window can bring forth images to write from.
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Replenishing parched, barren land
Serenity’s rain, from God’s hand
Quenching desert’s eternal thirst
Nature smiling, joy now disbursed
Nourishing life with loving pride
Flora and fauna, at God’s side
Touching each leaf, stems from God’s love
Hues of green, colored from above
Singing with praise, birds bless this scene
Creation glowing, dazzling sheen
Sharing splendor, feeling at peace
Morning rain, grants life a new lease
Listening closely, hearing now
God’s serenity, takes a bow
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