Rain - Blessing #7

Rain:  water falling in drops condensed from vapor in the atmosphere

For the last two days rain has been falling in more than just a now and then sprinkle of little drops...it has been coming down hour after hour and bucket upon bucket in torrents.  After making the long journey from the lakes, rivers, and oceans up to the clouds and atmosphere, this cool, beautiful rain is returning with power and majesty to terra firma from where the process began. For me, it’s been a glorious two days of nature’s orchestra performing at its finest:  the rain pinging on our old tin roof the percussions, the roar of the thunder the horns, and our babbling creek the strings. While soaking up their fill of the heavenly moisture, my irises have burst forth in vibrant yellows and shades of purple. 

The branches of the old oak tree are hanging close to the ground, the leaves and grass twinkling with droplets of water, and the lily pads in the little pond calling out, “Come and sit on me, little frogs.  We have missed you this winter. Welcome back home."

Not only have I been feasting upon the sights and sounds of the rain, my nose, eyes, skin, and lungs have just received a most special and unexpected gift....two days without everything around them, inside the house and out, being covered with pollen.  What a great present for which my aging body says, "Thank You, Mother Nature...Thank You!”  I know the human race MUST respect this gift and not waste it or continue to do the things that are going to lessen its quantities here on Earth. Waters are warming at a frightening rate, and both we as humans and the animals as well as the vegetation are threatened.  Without the waters and the rain, we cannot survive.  Please mankind, respect your Earth and do all in your power to preserve and protect it. Yes, the rain has to be my Blessing #7. 

May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.

~Irish Blessings