The beauty in God’s creation
Each time a raindrop hurries to kiss the earth, the plants, the weathered rooftops. Each time a raindrop trails down the green length of the plantain stump in my father's backyard, waddling in a pool of muddy affection, where dragonflies, pecking at litter, flit. Each time this happens, sacredness is offered as a sweet-smelling savor that pacifies the wailing of the heavens. A vow emerges to the forefront of a foggy memory and a bow is sighted, riding on the palm of an infinite God. @Poetry_Of_God