Rain Bearing Life and Death

There is a heavy rain on, like my whole earth sits under a great waterfall.  The sounds are ripe with hope and long summers full of green shade, plump gardens and flowers soaking with color.  There came death by here also. 

“I love you, my sweet children, who are gone

Into another mansion; but I know

I love you not as I shall love you yet.

I love you, sweet dead children; there are none

In the land to which ye vanish to go,

Whose hearts more truly on your hearts are set-

Yet should I die of grief to love you only so.”

                           George MacDonald

A heavy rain is truly on and rivers are raised to carry our loved ones home.