After the Storm
By
Dennis Hicks
After the storm, the raindrops still fall
Calmly, almost serene
as they gather together
to form a gentle pond
'Twas I once told that the rain was God’s tears
I surmised that thunder and lightning
to be God’s anger
As the smell of the fresh rain,
the calm of the storm
is soothing and refreshing
to my soul
The bittersweet taste of the rain that fell
serves to remind me
that this will be the last tear I taste from this storm
And now after the storm,
it is time,
for me to look for the promise,
of the rainbow
Copyright- 2001 Dennis Hicks
You have a nice touch with words...very nice...