When It Rains

It starts out slowly:

A little trickle,

A touch so faint

You wonder if you really

Felt its presence —

Then, the clouds,

Which the skies embrace,

Open up slowly,

As if given permission,

To let go their tears

Into a deluge of grace.

I wrote this yesterday, inspired by the light rain that briefly became more of a downpour, and am sharing it with the Writers’ Pantry.

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