By Irene González-Hernández
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Have you stopped and listened to the rain?
Its rhythm… its cadence…
its continuity… its subtlety…
Can you venture the fruitfulness hidden in every drop?
Speak Lord, in the wisdom of Nature!
Mercy hides in every drop
safeguarding the opportunity of future life…
Each drop smashes
into every corporeal thing
with a dose of reality.
Each tender drop,
in unity with the storm,
reveals a power of order and renewal…
And my sensibility shifts
as I feel the drops hitting my face…
And I am open to discover
the treasures hidden in smallness.
This time, in the smallness of a drop.
With this watery caress You renew the earth,
and as I acknowledge this miracle,
I am reminded of how
Your grace cleanses my soul anew.
Water that allowed my growth and existence…
Holy water of baptism
that allows the hope of my salvation…
And I pray for those who live
amidst a drought of the water that saves.
And specially, for those
who ignore their thirst for the living waters.
True life that only You can give.
Let me be a drop swallowed in the ocean of Your grace.
Rhythm… pace… stillness…
Let me drink anew of Your peace.