spring rain

This year's dry season had dragged on quite a bit since January. The rain had not come except for a few hours in a day, and far between days. The grass have all but turned brown and bush fires were rampant everywhere. The heat wave which had caused a few deaths; coupled with the equinox at one time, was almost unbearable. It culminated with the worst haze we ever had in 20 years. The South China sea became almost invisible, covered by white smog. The skies as well. The airport had to be closed at one time as visibility was so low. The air we breathed in smelled burnt and tickled our throats and chests. People were falling sick.

It was March but they predicted rainfall would come only in June. That's when the church prayed. Asking, believing, trusting in the goodness of the Almighty Creator. Then it came; the first showers was on Good Friday, but then it stopped. We continued asking... it started pouring again last Friday and eversince then, rain that was just enough each day with also just enough sunshine. It is so pleasant now.

Today, as I drive home from work in the late afternoon, I was full of gratitude with God's kindness and overwhelmed by the beauty I was seeing. Then this poem flowed out, I just had to write it.

What a glorious day,

indoors, I can't stay!

The dry weather is gone,

the spring rain has come,

the parched land is no more

The haze is gone,

the sky is clear blue,

the clouds, brilliant white

Still indoors?

No, not me!

Do you see the green grass,

take over the carpet of brown?

Do you see the blossoms,

of red, of yellow,

of pink, of purple & of white?

Tall trees, low bushes,

trimmed hedges, wild plants,

it's everywhere,

just look around

Such beauty,

so much to behold

Look around,

it's everywhere

Take time, enjoy it,

it is here, it is now

Seasons come,

seasons go,

so go outdoors,

soon it would be no more

soon it would be all gone

(©jennypipi 12/4/2016)