indirect evidence

the rain, they say, contains God, in trace amounts.
I cannot count how many times I've heard it said.

but I have never seen God in the rain, per se,
finding the way back to us, for we are lost.

the grass grows. the river flows. evidence of something
that may yet bring paradise to the bent children.

so maybe God is in the tears of clouds, giving up life
as they midwife hope in the field and valley.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.