God causes the sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain for the righteous and the unrighteous.
-Matthew 5:45
Most days I stand still
When the sky begins to rain
Letting nature dictate to me
How I should feel
What my condition should be
I’ve imagined it a shower
Somehow cleansing me
Washing away the stains
Of my dirty, daily life
Today I avoided the rain
Feeling too dirty
Much too stained
To be cleaned
Even by the rain
© Gayle Force Press 2002
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