Rain-Song
by Gary Yoder
I heard you singing when the rain
Was waiting, hanging high
In a silk soft sky
I heard you singing when the raindrops fell
farewell, farewell
And when I left you (for I had to go)
My steps seemed slow,
When the rain was done,
And your song was sung
Gary is a composer, artist, poet, and photographer, pursuing beauty and the healing of his Father’s world through the arts.
Photography by Kenneth Godoy
