Windows

I love rainy days
From inside clean windows
That are streaming
With tears of joy
From heaven
In celebration of one of God’s lost
That has been found…
And after the storm has ended,
I love the fragrance
Of the earth…
The perfume of the air
That is clean and rich with
Hope for
A new beginning…a new day.
I love the smell
Of sausage and bacon cooking
on cold mornings…
and the smell of pork chops or spaghetti
cooking on a stove in the evenings,
from inside steaming windows
that stream with the condensation
of a God of provision.
But for His good grace go I
And my cup runneth over.
I love good news
When I pick up my telephone
From inside the windows of my world
And hear words that tell me
Something wonderful has happened
To someone I love,
Or that a miracle has taken place.
This gives me hope
This makes my heart rejoice,
And tears of joy stream down my cheeks
From the window of my soul
Back to heaven
In a song of praise.

Jennifer Grant