Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Rainy Afternoon

Who can number the clouds by wisdom? Or who can pour out the bottles of heaven...? 
Can you lift up your voice to the clouds, 
that an abundance of water may cover you?
Job 38:34, 37 and 38

The sun slinks behind 
Thin grey clouds
Afternoon sky as hot as an
Oven waiting for loaves of bread
Cools with a sigh of relief
 Cools at the shower of heaven's
Bottled water poured out
From the frosty upper 
Reaches of the sky
God watering His garden
Blessing His earth with rain.

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