Rain drop
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Dear Friends Around the World, I have been thinking about Hurricane Irene and all the flooding going on now in areas including Vermont, and hoping all of you are well.
Here is a poem about the gentler side of rain that makes my soul sing; we gardeners know how precious rain is, in the right amounts and time, and I love the last stanza.
Terra
I Saw God Wash the World
I saw God wash the world last night
With his sweet showers on high,
And then, when morning came, I saw
Him hang it up to dry.
He washed each tiny blade of grass
And every trembling tree;
He flung his showers against the hill,
And swept the billowing sea.
The white rose is a cleaner white,
The red rose is more red,
Since God washed every fragrant face
And put them all to bed.
There’s not a bird; there’s not a bee
That wings along the way
But is a cleaner bird and bee
Than it was yesterday.
I saw God wash the world last night,
Ah, would He had washed me
As clean of all my dust and dirt
As that old white birch tree.
By William L. Stidger
22 comments:
Beautiful, Terra!!
XO,
Jane
Love the poem - nice sentiments. Wish we could have spread that rain out that some received to those that need it so - like Texas. sandie/♥
Beautiful, Terra. We need it so badly. blessings ~ tanna
Beautiful.
Beautiful poem, Terra! Thanks for reminding us of the 'gentler' side of rain. It IS definitely necessary. I know we sure could use some here in the south! Have a blessed week, my friend! :)
That's a lovely poem. I love the way the world smells after a rain, so clean and fresh. :)
That is a wonderful poem. I love the thought....God washing the world and every blade of grass. Thanks for sharing. :)
I love that poem - - and sort of remember it from years ago. My hometown area in upstate NY is flooded. It hurts my heart to see the pictures. And where I live now is experiencing drought - - oh for balance rather than extremes.
Beautiful words....... a gift I think from the Father........ keep writing.....
Yes, I could do with a washing, too. Loved your taters. Only ones I ever grew came up in the compost. Freebies!
What a beautiful poem about the rain. I love it. As you stated we gardeners know how important rain is and each drop is precious though it is sad about the flooding on the east coast. I'm hoping God comes and washes my part of the country this weekend and I'll be thinking about this poem.
What a lovely poem. I love rain. (Well, not the kind that floods people.) Soft gentle rain.
We' ve been thinking of Irene too - specially my mother
Beautiful poem. Yes my garden loves the gentle rain. Sometimes we get a little more than our liking here and I so wish we could spread it around to our bloggers in dryer climates.
Hi there, Happy Friday to you. Wonderful poem! Have a wonderful weekend.
Hugs, Noreen
Just beautiful, Terra.
Have a lovely weekend xx
That's a lovely poem, isn't it! No doubt about it. It's such a shame the rain cannot be shared better. So many people without it, so many people with too much! However, thank you for lightening the load with such great thoughts!
Good morning Terra......what a beautiful poem....thanks for sharing it with us.
xo
Jo
This is so beautiful, Terra. Thank you for this - and thank you for your sweet comment over at my blog. You brought a smile to my face.
Hugs,
Zuzu
Thank you for a reminder of the softer side of rain - beautiful.
a very sweet poem.
Having joined up as a follower I look forward to your posts.
I am so glad to see this poem here.
It was one of my son's favorites
a few years back when we were
home schooling. I am going to copy
it down and cross stitch it for him
for a Christmas gift.
Joined your blog too.
Blessings~
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