A hot summer night
on Stafford Drive
distant stars hidden
by a clouded sky
The air feels heavy;
A flash of lightening, and
sound of thunder
break the reverie of
my silence
Drops of rain begin
to pitter patter atop
Redbud leaves and
the canvas umbrella
giving shelter to
where i sit on a
well worn wicker
rocking chair
Slow and steady the rain,
like the beat of a
soothing song
gently playing in
the background
Solar lights cast
a shadowy glow
across the pathway
lending a magical
flare to the backyard setting
Peaceful. Restful. Calm.
A perfect place for
prayer and gratitude
