WHEN I SEE THE RAIN

When I see the rain I think of You,

Remember the night we walked in it hand in hand?

I was busy spilling beans on how I was in a band?

And how the music we sang did not go as planned?

You said nothing only listening attentively,

To how I thought the world was unfair.

How good people got hurt and bad people got away unscathed, it was clear

That the good is oft interred with their bones

Yes, only within their bones because there is nothing to be seen

Nothing to be accounted for

You seemed to bow your head in deep thought, or so I imagine...

When I see the rain I think of You,

In the silence of the drip-drop-drip-drop

I could not help but loudly wonder how we could be on top

Of a world that was orbiting non-stop

365.256 days around the sun in a blob

How could it be that things were so carefully thought of?

Who or what could be so thoughtful please?!

Such that as long as the Earth endures, seedtime and harvest

Cold and heat, summer and winter

Day and night will never cease;

You looked at me and let out a hearty laugh, or so I imagine...

When I see the rain I think of You,

Drenched in this liquid, colourless with a light hue

Odourless, I couldn’t help but have an epiphany of it’s strangeness

Water, it’s called, so cleansing and pure

Strong yet gentle;

I looked up to You with my face dripping wet,

Longing to see Your face and Your elaborate smile

Only if I could see past this bright light

Shining from Your face, so bright

It’s almost blinding I have to shield my eyes

Did You say something I thought? Oh, You probably giggled I imagine...

When I see the rain I think of You,

Dripping from head to toe, Only Your Presence will do

So merciful and true, Only Your Love will do

So powerful in all You do, Only Your Word will do

You gave your life, so we may come to You

Boldly we approach the throne of grace, not as others do

Myrrh and frankincense we do not possess,

Only the wretchedness of our hearts we present;

Someday I long to see You,

Clothed in the beauty and splendour that is due You

Surrounded by Your glory what will I feel

Will I dance for You or in awe of You be still?

I can only imagine!