MOTD March 14th, 2010

RAINSTORM - EVENING BY THE RIVER

by Ruth Bonneville

Sometimes in the midst of confusion lies some answers.
Like when you look up into the sky and see the clouds
rolling in and you feel the energy, excitement and emotion in the
air.
Then it begins to pour rain as the clouds fulfill their promise.
As you knew they would, and as fast as they rolled in they roll
away.
But left behind they leave a blanket of nutrients that slowly seep
into the dry awaiting ground. 
A drop of rich moisture touches a forgotten seed that breaks open and
pushes its way through the black earth and begins to grow and
blossom.
Then all of a sudden you begin to see what you knew was hidden there
all along.
It wasn't the sun that broke the seed but the RAIN.