SILENT AS THE RAINDROP...

Silent as the raindrop falls on the surface of the earth
Silent as it pours on man
Raindrop meant for refreshment and rejuvination
Drops of rain; life blossoms
Blossoming life; yet today, the raindrop brought with it tears
Tears from the eyes whose heart is burdened
Burdened in baskets of bewilderment, butters and billows of sorrow.
Life like the rain,
Silent as the raindrop pours
Lost joy, lost dreams, collapsed walls,
Shivers down the spine.
Drops of rain,
A rush of cold air all over us...
Life like tattered papers
Life like raindrops
Torments of pain, torture....
Dreading when this pain shall be no more
Firmly founded and rooted: our solace, in the words of the scribes.
A word that lived long before the raindrop
Long before life
Long before man
Like dust, blown away: our consolation, in the word of life...
Fallen out but surely accepted into royalty in a world far away.
Perfect as gold.
Silent as the raindrop..
We feel and hear no rain,
yet it drops: hard truth,
reality so vivid...
Wrapped in the comfort of those heavy arms,
Love that will heal our broken hearts,
Silent as the raindrop!

I just learned again that there are indeed no special people in the world.... I can lose sleep over it but growing up everyday. Broken but kept in his arms.
Journey on....fly with angels...we love you but God loves you more...rest easy!!