Early Summer Rain
by Olivia
by Olivia
.
The heat abates, the sun sinks low
Encouraging the cool to grow
Not cold, the warmth has brushed sun's set
But summer nights aren't sultry yet
.
Deepening dark, a rising moon
Is hidden by the clouds and soon
I hear a distant rumble from
My room--a cozy place to come
.
I watch my window keeping still
Ruffling curtain, wooden sill
Brightness! sudden lightning flash
I count and wait to hear the crash
.
It wasn't long in coming though
And loud...it stirred the wind to blow
Expectancy is in the air
I sit up in my window chair
.
A patter on the gutter now
I smile to hear and wonder how
To praise the One who calls the storm
To cease and then to come to form...
.
I hear it softer--rain on grass
Again the thunder shudders glass
Lulling it murmurs on and on
Soaking into thirsty lawn
.
I drift to sleep that deepens well
And leave the rain to wane and swell
By Gods direction through the night
I never leave his sovereign sight
.
Dearer to me than e'er my breath
Caller of weather, life and death
My Christ gives rest under his hand
I wake to see His glorious land
.
The sky is grey again today
I watch its beauty and I pray
And plan the day in great delight
For Requiem and candlelight
.
My flowers are happy too, I think
I see them from my kitchen sink
As rain continues, nice it seems
On humid drafts, the Mozart streams
.
Priidite floats now through the door
I sing along and scrub the floor
The housework of the afternoon
Is bettered by a choral tune
.
The tasks are finished with a nod
My spirit is at peace with God
The grey requests a pot of tea
And with a full heart I agree
The heat abates, the sun sinks low
Encouraging the cool to grow
Not cold, the warmth has brushed sun's set
But summer nights aren't sultry yet
.
Deepening dark, a rising moon
Is hidden by the clouds and soon
I hear a distant rumble from
My room--a cozy place to come
.
I watch my window keeping still
Ruffling curtain, wooden sill
Brightness! sudden lightning flash
I count and wait to hear the crash
.
It wasn't long in coming though
And loud...it stirred the wind to blow
Expectancy is in the air
I sit up in my window chair
.
A patter on the gutter now
I smile to hear and wonder how
To praise the One who calls the storm
To cease and then to come to form...
.
I hear it softer--rain on grass
Again the thunder shudders glass
Lulling it murmurs on and on
Soaking into thirsty lawn
.
I drift to sleep that deepens well
And leave the rain to wane and swell
By Gods direction through the night
I never leave his sovereign sight
.
Dearer to me than e'er my breath
Caller of weather, life and death
My Christ gives rest under his hand
I wake to see His glorious land
.
The sky is grey again today
I watch its beauty and I pray
And plan the day in great delight
For Requiem and candlelight
.
My flowers are happy too, I think
I see them from my kitchen sink
As rain continues, nice it seems
On humid drafts, the Mozart streams
.
Priidite floats now through the door
I sing along and scrub the floor
The housework of the afternoon
Is bettered by a choral tune
.
The tasks are finished with a nod
My spirit is at peace with God
The grey requests a pot of tea
And with a full heart I agree
7 comments:
This made me smile. Summer rain is delightful.
Olivia, you have such a talent. Such beauty. Such a God glorifying gift. You are keeping a book of all of these I do hope? Beautiful child. :) xoxo This poem is just delightful. May I type it up and put it on my fridge or wall with your name at the bottom?
lovely Olivia! Like the picture too:)
A fellow poet,
Christina
Olivia is such a gifted poet.
Thank you for sharing it.
Deanna
I love. this. one.
Thank you for posting it so I could soak it in again. <3
You bless with your poetry, Olivia Grace.
Melissa ~ How brightly the beauty of God shines out from your family.
One just wants to read and re-read Olivia's poems to best absorb every nuance; she is a master smithy of words ~ so gifted.
And just as the storm ". . . stirred the wind to blow - Expectancy ... in the air . . . " so, too, life is stirring much about your home these months. May I offer many congratulations to your Will on his graduation. Such a wonderful and exciting time for a young man ... and such a tender time for mom. I know you must be so very proud of him.
And now there is a new life to rejoice over! Many congratulations to the grandparents and uncles and aunt of the darling Josiah. Precious blessing ... sweet, sweet baby.
May God's blessings and healing continue to pour out on your family.
My heart is still bursting with praise! Thank you for a read that makes a difference. I don't usually comment twice in 1 day but as I read on and came across this song of sweet joy I had to respond; in thankfulness to Him, and you.
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