Monday 6 January 2020

Fire Season - Droplets

Droplets of rain would be heaven sent
If only they would come
Soon...
We have become so accustomed to the haze of thick smoke
It becomes difficult to recognise cloud when it is there.
Are these droplets of rain
or cold ash falling?
For sure, the water seems to collect ash as it falls,
pulling downward the evidence of attack.
After what was known as ‘ember attack’ it is strange,
 perhaps,
to call the ash and rain an attack,
but that is how I perceive it.
The droplets attack our senses,
they seek to goad the patient survivor
into some form of hysterical celebration.

We pray to the One who sits behind the many names of God:
O Bringer of Destruction, bring forth life!
Send your gentle rains from Heaven upon those of us beneath.
Grant us a soaking, cleansing shower.
Allow us to wash in your tears.
For our tears already flow at the corruption of the world.
Let yours heal ours.
You are our only hope,
and we long to receive your mercy.

Amen



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