Rain Dance

Rooster crows        
I roll out
rush to work
fill my day
task to task
spinning my wheels
day is done
if time is left
say Hi to Him.

Uh-O

Stealthy as a cat
Drought throttles my soul

Barren, I reap dust.

Lover of my soul
will not give up

He woos me to rest      
in His embrace.     

I am a child again     

as rain
caresses my face,

dances on my arms,

tickles my toes,

washes away the dust.

Let me live in His rest

as a child, carefree

Barren no more.

"It ain't over till the barren woman sings!" see Isaiah 54:1