When Rains Bring Rainbows

Grey skies swirling,
mind mixed with images like clouds in a swirling sky.
Senses disappearing like the sun behind the clouds;
it begins to rain.

Grey skies turn black,
the dry ground wet from the rain.
The waters are rising,
it begins to flood.

Beneath the surface,
the soothing quietness bringing stillness.
Eyes open,
the mind begins to shut.

Rain-pelted surface,
the ripples distorting the images.
A hand breaks through,
disturbing the quietness, the stillness.

A sun, warm and bright,
rainbows in the rain.
Eyes closed,
the mind begins to open.
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Never, ever, underestimate the cycle of depression.  Sometimes it last mere moments. Other times, much longer.  Sometimes it sneaks up on you. Other times, it hits you like a freight train.

Never, ever, underestimate the hand of God.  Sometimes it merely holds you. Other times, it reaches right down and grabs you.

Never, ever, underestimate the promises of God.  Sometimes they seem distant, directed at someone else.  Other times, fulfilled before your very eyes.