" The Cleansing Rain"

 The Cleansing Rain

The lightning strikes, the thunder shakes, across the sky's expanse

And rattles deeply through the lives, in sharp and thrumming cants

The story's new perspective viewed is in the light, revealed

All distant, foreign, aching thought is, in the end, repealed

In the distance, far off, seen

There comes the rain to wash it clean

And, when the clouds have cleared and, finally, part

All that's left is loving in the heart