A kiss on my forehead
My soul, weary
I feel the rain drops on my face
I am thirsty, drained
The sun is setting
A new day is beginning
I need the strength
I close my eyes
My heart begins to search
For the One I love
I draw near
His sweet embrace
A kiss on my forehead
Love
Now it is not just rain drops
It is pouring rain
Washing away all my worries
“I am so glad I came.”
Is all I can say
“I am so glad that You are here.”
Times of refreshing
©2017 Catherine Maina
Psalm 42:1-2 (NASB)
As the deer pants for the water brooks,
So my soul pants for You, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God;
When shall I come and appear before God?
Fountains of hope poetry 