new poem

"afternoon musings"

Water gushes across the window pane
Oh what a torrential rain

The cool Spring air
So refreshing and fair

The fierce wind gusts and blows
Following a path only God knows

I thought of the rain which fell
After Christ's death knell

His precious blood washed away down the hill
All in accordance with the Father's will

(c) 2016 Zachary Uram