Pure Drops of Heaven

Since I established this blog spot on a wonderful rainy afternoon,
I thought I'd start off with something I had written for the Rain,
on another rainy afternoon.

The heavens weep for their love
For the land and keep it healthy
The earth, as a concerned lover should be,
Raises it's leafy arms to the sky
Trying to catch the tears in tiny hands
Bending and swaying, this way and that
Eager to catch every falling drop
And calls out when she feels the tears
Are choking the love they share so strong
And the heavens stop crying, for the earth.
The earth then smiles and asks the sun
To help dry the tears of heaven
The sun will shine and then again
The earth rejoins the heavens.