In From The Rain

These aren't empty sentences filled with nouns & verbs but is a testimony of spirit The witness sits inside peering from behind spirited eyes of vengeance Mad at a world that's full of cattle being steered to the slaughter without resistance it sighs Peerless it sits observing battles being waged against children of the most high Even if it could cry it wouldn't waste its tears as it probably wouldn't stop weeping With dry spirit eyes it looked up to see if God was watching but all it could see were clouds forming When the rain fell it served as a sign that indeed he was watching & mourning a world still sleeping With cloudy night vision it waited for the dust to settle & fog to lift in the morning As people we pour out feelings until there's nothing left in our cups In the pouring rain it's hard to escape the pain as all are touched the same We have our ups & downs but we are indwelled by a fighting spirit that doesn't give up We are enough & it watches over us guiding us with divine touch When the storm settles we'll see that we don't need much besides compassion & understanding We may be in dark days but our passion still shines light on the fact that we are still standing