and then it rained

the heat feeding the clouds since first light
evaporation taking away
stealing water from around me
invisible yet steady

the sky was like an over-ripe pimple
exploding
it was mercy after the heat
it was the give-back
always more than the take

saturating the hungry earth
satisfying my thirsty heart

water
freshness

He gives. He takes. Always working when we face Him. The give-back always exceeding the take.
This is my God making me more than moist.