Hearing this morning rain’s peaceful trickle…

sipping on the morning coffee.

feeling joy, contentment, and a calm.

Rain’s delicate reminder…

—of Roma—of her soul.

—feeling secure in her childhood bed.

—smelling Mom’s breakfast…and hearing Dad’s rhyming whistles.

Glancing outside, they both appear momentarily….in the rainbow’s glare.

Then Pitter-patter…Pit-Pat-E-R-R

She smiles.

At God’s constant reminder of the joy, truth, life

and her total surrender!

maida isabel

21 June 2018