Sometimes the rain

Sometimes the rain
falls through
sunlight,
shattering into a million
sparkles --
each too bright for my human eyes.

Sometimes the rain
falls
at the feet of Zeus,
shivering beneath his thunderbolt,
roiling --
too powerful for my human eyes.

Sometimes my eyes
rise above
the trees,
quivering at all the God of All
has made --
glorious in all the parts of his whole.