Bring the Rain

When I search for You, You’re found.

When I give you my fears, I’m no longer bound.

When I raise my hands, You won’t put me to shame.

In the drought of uncertainty, You bring the rain.

©️2019 Rachel D. Lyne

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About Rachel D. Lyne

Author of Faith-based Fiction ("The Tales of Rizalia Series") and Nonfiction ("The Apple - A Woman's Battle Plan: Overcoming Forbidden Fruit in Marriage"). Lyne is also an inspirational public speaker for women, youth, and writers' groups.
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