November 15, 2012

Dodging The Downpour


Tears crash down from shaded sky
Poison from a serpent’s bite 
Soaking flesh, the soul keeps dry


What woes would make the heavens cry?
Amid jolting flash and thunderous might
Tears crash down from shaded sky


Bear the burden of grievous lie
To break the gloom with inner bright
Soaking flesh, the soul keeps dry


In heavy air, the earth does sigh
Portent of a spirit’s plight
Tears crash down from shaded sky


Against all umbra hope does fly
When dark clouds yield to Holy light
Soaking flesh, the soul keeps dry


Scatter fog with wakened eye
'Til morning casts the sun to flight
Tears crash down from shaded sky
Soaking flesh, the soul keeps dry