Healing drops of love dew

Healing rain is a real touch from God.
Michael W. Smith

We've all said it,

just like Sophia from the color purple,

I know I have said it

and

I've heard it from lots of others

on our pitiful days

on the days we are all dried up

with nothing left

on our

no good very bad days,

it runs through our mind,

blurts out our mouth

and

for a moment or two

I think we humans really believe it

"God or the Mystery or the Creative Power in the Universe"

It

He

She

They

done forgot about me.

We spread ourself out

for

the world to see

in all our misery,

our eyes look down,

our faith

dries up

our hearts fold up

because

that thing

that thing done forgot about me.

Our ends begin to fold

and

just when it appears that

our veins will no longer support

the life giving flow

just when we think our cracks are so deep

we'll fall apart

it happens

hope comes from above and below and all around,

love drops

they fall

one at a time

sending

 refreshing

rejuvenating

renourishing

life

drops

tiny little drops of love dew

from places and people and something

we can't explain

and

suddenly

we are

refreshed,

restored,

rehoped

for a new day,

a new hour

a new life.

Thankful

for all the tiny dew drops that

flood my life

just when I need them most.

May you each feel their healing on this Friday

as

we head into the weekend.

Blessings and Hugs!

the radical rambler...