Poetry: Reflected

Just singing in the rain

I’m weeping still yet again

Washing out my true regret

And mud from where once I went

And the water from my heart will pour

Like a rushing, gushing nay a roar

Rain from deep blue-gray skies

Reflected in brown-reddy eyes

My voice is raised in highest song

Singing in Christ I now belong

And so like a girl I sing in the rain

Holy Spirit take me ever my refrain

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