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AND THE HEAVENS OPENED
Parched, cracked and dry
The earth yearns for moisture
The arid land bruised and burnt
From relentless heat
Shimmers in the glaring noonday sun.
Trees throw up their branches
In despair, twisted and forlorn
Barren and leafless
Provide no shade
In the sweltering noonday sun
The foraging animals roam
In listless silence while they seek
Food, water and shade.
Devoid of rain, the streams tell
Their tale from caked river beds.
The villagers hard and emaciated
Like the trees in this season
Of drought, see mirages in the sun’s
Shimmering light, rub their eyes
From the glare of the noonday sun.
They see, not sure, a group of people
Emerging through the dust raised
By the advent of a large vehicle.
They stand and wait, not yet believing
That God had heard their prayers.
What was that sound? A thunderous roar
From above, lightning forked to the ground
The darkening sky presaged an ominous turn
The heavens opened and down came the rain
And blotted out the gruelling sun.
Excited voices raised in thankfulness
“When it rains it pours”
The vehicle offloaded people carrying
Food, water and medicine to ward off
Starvation and dehydration.
Smiles of hope replace
Beleaguered, care-worn faces
The children call their parents
“The ‘Jesus people’ have come back
They did not forget us.
And the heavens opened
Because God has smiled on us.”
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