Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Blessings And Rain:
I have a friend who will be travelling,
I will be practicing the saxophone outside,
Under the wooden roof at the park.
Blessings and rain - bring the green grass and a safe flight.
I am thankful for the cocooning of a grey day,
The quiet place in the soul that reflects off fog and raindrops,
The flowers that rise when the sun returns.
Blessings and rain between brass notes and airplane wings.
I feel the sun shining on my saxophone looking golden,
Just as I'm thankful it will after she lands,
A flowering of life unfolding.
Blessings and rain from God's tender hands.
By: Daniel A. Stafford
For our friend Hope.