Clouds drift in, moisture begins to build. Then the clouds break open, as rain begins to spill. One drop in time, just a one time drop. Origin from above, sent from the top. Just one little drop, headed for the ground. Lost among the masses, all headed down. Just a vapor in time, falling to earth. Sent for a purpose, to add to it's worth. Unsure of who it may touch, as it flows strait down. Given just a moment, then on to the ground. Ecclesiastes 12:7 And the dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
This blog is primarily Christian poetry, with a few articles tucked in, it's intent is to inspire, encourage, and comfort, any and all...GODSPEED to all who read.