Joy In The Rain
The birds in flight, God in the sunset,
and I in angels arms,
understand why it was to be.
What seemed cruel turned out
to be my saving grace.
With each hurt, pain, and blunder,
I turned to the rain,
and to the joy which was in the rain,
until the rain turned into the sun,
and I found the reasons why,
it all occurred.
Now I am enthralled.
-VF
