The rain falls like tears

The rain falls

Like tears:

Sometimes soft

but unrelenting,

Like the ache of a loss

Long ago

But never gone:

Sometimes harsh

and frightening

Like raw grief

Tearing the fabric

Of the soul.

Yet still

Amid the rain

And sorrow

There is the faint echo

Of the angels’ song

Distant but inescapable

A reminder

That amid

The rain

And pain

The Son

Is born.

Poem by Jeannie Kendall, reproduced with permission