Pirouetting and shimmying
God moved through the rain
With a smile and a small laugh
And a sound like delight
“I made this, I made this
It’s was all down to me.
It soaks to the skin
I’m so full of joy”

There’s an experience to be had
For those who dance in the rain
Who realise the blessing
Get soaked to the skin
Forsake their umbrellas
And are prepared to get wet
Sharing the puddles
With a creators delight

Forsake umbrella behaviour
Give up cautious reserve
For God lives on the outside
In places we decline to go
In the rain of the morning
And you under your umbrella
Talk a good game
But really don’t know