Sweet cool summer rain,

Dark clouds on the horizon.

The sun sets all rosy and gold.

I shiver as darkness surrounds me,

I am alone.

The end marches swiftly.

I depend on myself.

And the whispers of God,

Who says, "I love you."

When the summer days end,

"You will be ready."

The storm clouds rumble.

I force myself to breathe.

And stand still in the rain.

Until the patter joins with my heart,

My heart moves my feet,

And I fling away my fears,

With the rhythm of the night.