How great thou art

Gazing upon the shimmering ground
from the mark the rain has left,
a wave of tranquil ebbs into thy mind.
It is still the darkness of dawn, and
the morning sun has not shone his face.
Little lights from buildings not too distant
reflect like sparkling stars on the wet wide pavement.
The coolness of it all brings relief from the warmer days earlier,
the bustling thoughts in thy mind replaced with emptiness and serenity.
How beautiful the sight of this layer of cleansing water that has blanketed the landscape,
renewing the face of this earth.