Deluge

A deluge was in that first drop that fell Water from the heavens to wash away the hell. Raindrops beyond number, as many as the stars Each one adding to the other, as rising water starts. A deluge laid waiting in the depths of the ground Water from below to turn the world around. Beckoned to the surface of the plains and mountains Answering the call, bursting forth as fountains. Rain from above and fountains from below Promised to a man who tried to let others know, Mankind's rebellion was so huge all but eight would be washed away By judgements deluge. From day one's droplets and spraying fountains To forty days later and a water wrapped creation. All is gone but for a few, a deluge washed this world anew. 9/1/16 JE