when it rains

mixed feelings  
 
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass…It’s about learning  
to dance in the rain.”—Vivian Greene  
 
when it rains, i have mixed feelings  
of the deluge i must face,  
for some showers leave me reeling,  
and some raindrops ruin my base.  
 
when it rains a rainbow harvest,  
all my life soars on a cloud;  
but the rains that hit me hardest  
are the ones that hope enshroud.  
 
when it rains harsh disillusion,  
stirring dregs long put to sleep,  
earth and heav’n weigh my confusion  
in life’s cut and thrust and sweep.  
 
when it rains slant show’rs of blessing,  
swelling full my gratitude,  
faith consumes all abject guessing,  
crowning fast my certitude  
 
that rain only makes me stronger  
on its journey to the sea;  
i will harbour fear no longer  
when high heavens weep on me.  
 
© Copyright 2024 September 03  
by Clyve A. Bowen♫