This rain
Comes down in waves
Proving
We’re all just shadows
Of a heaven
Blocked
From exposure
To its people
Threatened
By clouds

Believing
Gray makes sense
For the time
Our blue
Stays hidden
Beneath what dream
Is daylight
Like truth
Behind
Each storm

Agreeing
Faith may change
How dark
Itself
Bears witness
To God beneath
Grown silent
Where creation
Begs
His sun

Prepared
Though storms may rage
Even when
Our life
Is wasted
On avoiding stress
So easy
That this weather
Shows us
How –

Finding hope
Through pain
While accepting
Peace
Is feeling
That our wait
For better climates
Is the only
Fate
We choose.

– J. Pigno