Rain for a Thirsting World

Rain for a Thirsting World

 

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My heart doth yearn for rain

unbidden, wild and free

That it may cleanse the world of woe and time’s decay;

For parched the earth doth lie as lovers’ lips that plea

A tender kiss from vernal clouds in soft array

No rain from heaven only do I seek tonight;

But from thine eyes, where gentle mercies ever dwell

From smiles of spring that break the chains of winter’s blight

And breathe anew the withered heart they sweetly quell

O would a northern breeze return from forests green

To lay upon my weary soul its ancient balm;

For in my breast a desert vast and bare is seen

Where Love lies cracked, and Waiting weeps in silent calm

Ye clouds that roam the far and restless sphere above

Let fall a rain of boundless grace on mortal breast;

For sorrow’d hearts of humankind crave simple love,

And long for bread, for hope, for peace, for quiet rest

In every street, in every eye, I dryness find;

A thirst no earthly spring nor mortal hand may stay;

O Rain of Hope, descend and cleanse the weary mind

And wash the dust of sorrow’s night from break of day

O kindly sky, where is the blue once thine to wear?

Where are the clouds whose gentle tears the earth restore?

Clouds linger yet, but shed no grief upon the air;

Command them, Lord of Sun and Storm—let fall their store!

For spring hath come with leafless boughs and silent bloom;

And earth, in dreaming, longs for but a single flower;

My heart for rain doth cry, to chase away the gloom

And grant the sorrowed soil new life, new love, new power.

Fall, tear of Heaven’s light through starry fields descend;

Let no poor heart in loneliness abide afar

But every soul find solace, every sorrow end

Beneath the gentle weeping of the eternal star

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