A simple word I know but in some cases it can mean so much more.
When it rains it is not only relief to the people but to the world it falls apone.
The earth cries for relief only to be denied the rain it so longs to quench its thirst with.
But when the rain comes it covers the dry, dead earth like a blanket of forgiveness.
Forgiveness that it hopes the earth will except in its time of need.
It signals its coming by the roaring of thunder and the crashing of lightening.
The earth prepares itself by opening its arms and letting the fresh blanket of relief rain over it.
Letting the trees and plants soak up the rain until it can hold no more.
And lets the animals drink until there is no more for them to thirst upon.
It would flow into the rivers and bring the sea life comfort.
When the world is at peace, the humans and everything that inhabits this wondrous place we call home......
Is at peace.