A Lofty Prayer

By Sophia Donnelly

I look up to the sky,

The sun is beaming on the verdant grass.

The air is dry

And the clouds are lofty.

A sudden cool wind blows away the haze,

Clouds cover the sky

And water vapor fills the blaze;

And there I sit in the midst praying aloud to the One.

Huge water drops plunge out of the heavens,

The dry, cracked earth is saturated,

And my heart beckons to

The cool feeling of the sundry drops.