Brokerage of Faith

If I could only predict
when the clouds would burst
with drops of water decrepit
yearning for the earth's crust.
The tenuous chord of life and death
caressed by the gods,
with efforts doused by potent breath
of both harmony and discord.
The strife of choice or order
may be brokered with faith,
so mirth and gloom may both augur
"Providence" as the wise men said.