The sun is halfway across the sky, and still it rains on.
The earth is wrapped in a blanket of clouds.
A blanket that showers life.
The foliage drinks in the moisture, life.
Without it our world be uninhabitable.
The endless cycle goes on and on.
Rain, evaporation, condensation, rain again.
A wise Creator holds this earth in His hands.
He makes it rain on the righteous and the wicked.
Every facet of His earth points to His majesty.
Let everything that has breath praise Him, the source of life.