Just after a gentle shower you could see the elegance of rain drops drizzling from the heavens
falling rapidly in a unorthodox manner,
Swiftly,
smoothly,
graciously each rain drop independent from another,
untouched,
undefined,
and unbothered by the sight of another,
each moving at a pace undecided by the other.
Until finally it quench's the thirsty soil and washes away every trangression
that seemed impure.

A blessing in disguise,
A act so pure,
A thought so kind it urges my being to have compassion towards others with no compass to direct me,
i pray for an answer to be able to commit such a godly act.


© -R.Smith