On gray days
when soft breezes blow
and the air is cool
a mist can be felt,
and the Dew of Heaven lays thick
on thirsty plants.
Reflection is seen
in tiny water droplets,
and also stirred deep within me.
I know there is
nurture and nutrient
poured out.
My heart smiles,
and my soul drinks deeply.
Thank You, Abba.
