In thine glorious righteousness thou have chosen to smote the unjust and wicked.
And whilst I recognize thine infallibility to rule everything under the heavens,
I still beseech you on behalf of my brethren and sistren who reside in that place marked as Colorado.
Spare them for their sins of plying the angle for Carp and other rough fishes,
For it is only in the brownline and slack waters that they may seek creatures that swim,
Lacking the soul quenching rains which you have seen fit to deprive them.
May it please you to return your healing waters to them so that they may return to proper angling
Forgoing the rough fish for the holier and fairer trout and char.
Bless them by quenching the fires that rage across their landscapes
threatening home, health, and livelihood.
And in so doing, spare myself from the relentless friggin' rain
which you have supplied in too great abundance, to your everlasting glory.
|Too little water|
|Too much water|