Blessed is the Rain

bathed by the heavens

BLESSED IS THE RAIN

Photo by Srinivasan Nagarajan on Unsplash

Blessed is the rain
Like the tears of a saint
Washing away
The sins of the world.

Falling without restraint
Soaking my hair
With thick drops
I am bathed by the heavens.

I taste the clear cool water
On my tongue
Rejuvenating my soul
Relieving anguish.

The deluge drenches my heart
With the elixir of forgiveness
I bow my head and receive dispensation
As my skin tingles with icy acceptance.

I am far from grace
Obstinate in my beliefs
Bound for turmoil
I long to control my world
Too frightened to let go.

As gentle as a summer shower
I tumble with the breeze
Uncertain of my footing
Suspicious of blind faith.

I reach out my hand
Tapping the rhythm of the drizzle
Constant and assuring
I turn to nature for salvation
Delivering my trepidation
To the wisdom of the elements. 
©2026 Stephanie M. Vargo