“September rain fell this year
Simple water turned to misery
At times soft and subtle
Others falling hard and fast”
“Days of grey with darkness
Falling faster than a mind can follow
Turning thoughts and hopes
Into bleak wastelands”
“So much water makes the earth
A mud pit filled with muck
Tired legs lifting soggy boots
Dragging weighted steps forward”
“September rains falling now
Keeping hearts confined
To grey shadows
Every corner dampened”
“Two steps from hell
Rain-soaked outer shell
Anger starting to kindle
Small flames of hope within”
“Finding shelter under wings
Made of His feathers
In that secret place
The shadow of the Almighty”
“Dry and warm to be here
Trusting the rains to end
But knowing not where or when
Resting in the fire of truth”
“Let it burn to a roaring noise
Hissing rain falling into naught
Feeling weaker than before
But summoning the All of yore”
“Dark wet rain falling still
Clouds and misty shadows
Drowning in the darkness
Hiding deeper down inside”
“Where the core of the Ancients rests within
Calling now on Vikings, Celts and the All-men
Bring your vessels, chariots and drums
Strengthen my soul for Him”
“We fight better in the rain
Taking thoughts captive
To make them Obedient
Now when needed most”
“Swords at the ready
Striking true and deep
Into the demon strongholds
With force enough to kill”
“Knowing it won’t be the end
Still raining as September trudges on
But gaining a foothold in this battle
Pressing on forward one muddy step”
“Plotting a path now steps ahead
Drenching darkness on either side
Chariots of Celtic songs
Wreaking havoc on demons there”
“Following narrow rivers of rain
From Viking boats shielded in the fray
Built to run deep and sure
Long battle swords cutting through”
“And the All-men battle cry
Lifting drum beats to the Most High
Shield and buckler true
Abiding in His shadow nigh”
“His angels charged with us now
Holding us up to keep us dry
Snakes and dragons no more care
Trample forward on their backs”
“Light gradually appears
Distant glow of promises to come
Through the rain and fog
Clinging to that hope”
“September rain did fall
Grieving losses from before
Fighting upward to that distant shore
Where light begins and darkness ends”
“Feeling the pull of muddy muck
Weights on sinews thunderstruck
Calling now forever more
For Ancient strengths battle sore”
“Together we may race to cover
Shadows and secret places
Refuge and fortress, no longer fear
Terrors of dark rainy nights”
“Angel hands always near
Keeping watch that we have no fear
Stumbling yes but will not fall
The Almighty fights them all”
“Drudgery and pain
From September rain
Watching now from under Wings
Pressing onward for hope’s bright ring”
Reference: Psalm 91 (NIV)
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Dale Allman
Dale started writing and proofreading at a very young age, after school in his parents newspaper. Corporate career, numerous awards and recognition followed. Dale writes now to inform, uplift and entertain.
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