…like water…

I wish that a gently falling rain Could quietly wash away your pain And leave a newness and relief A renewal, deep sense of peace Wish that as water rinses clean You’d just be washed and yes, redeemed Wish that a gently falling rain Was merely all that it would take But how this pain seeps deep within And takes root, this hold, this sin It lingers, grows, and goes beyond The surface, and takes hold, a ¬†hold so strongRead more