“ …quiet after the rain…”

Yellowstone River in Livingston, MT,🏞 by Abby and Jon

Quiet after the Rain 

The rain came suddenly

Gently at first but then hard enough to dampen the collar, run down the back,

and trickle off the brim 

Honeysuckle fragrance in the air

Strides made up the hill

Rain sounding calm off the leaves

Metal roofing melody

Soon the quiet will come after the rain

Life can be hard

Storms come suddenly

The pain dampens the life in you

Slowly, like a steady rain

The fragrance once sweet to the senses

Fusty now as the news of the day soaks into the skin

Hearts and minds longing  

for the quiet after the rain

Refresh our hearts now God

You promised the rain would water the earth, 

and make the bud to flower 

And restore the dry place

Lift our heads to search the sky

For the end of this downpour

Lead us to the quiet Place

“Your way ran through the sea, *

Your path cut through great waters”

To the quiet,

Quiet after the rain

(Quiet after the Rain, Glimpse poetry, by Joe Holuta)

* Psalm 77:19 VOICE, excerpt

by Morgan Harper Nichols

Lake McDonald, Glacier National Park, Montana 🏞 by Abby and Jon