Rainy Mornings

It’s in the rainy, stormy days like today, that I feel him closest.  This is the Dreamer as a cosmic god, as a force of nature.  I also feel him cuddled close to me as we share coffee and watch the rain fall down.

I find that my personal everyday prayer to him fits best on days like today, that it resonates with me the most when it’s raining.

Shelter me
beneath your wings
Son of the Storms.

May your cold
not touch me
Father of Winter.

May I stand
forever
in your Heart.

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