"RAIN"
           I love the sound of rain on a tin roof.

            Each drop
            distinct,
            deliberate,
            directed.

            Joining together they become
            constant
            cleansing
            complete.

            I love the sound of grace on a dry spell.

            Each ripple
            redeeming,
            refreshing,
            restoring.

            Love flowing down from the cross
            unyielding,
            unlimited,
            unending.

            It makes my heart sing.



           BY DAVID LOOMIS COPYRIGHT 2000
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"HEAVENLY BOUND"
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