Rain

Just how I feel about the rain...

            Rain

 

Drip…drip…drip…splash…splash…splash. Bare feet slide and dance and glide through the dark, soft, wet grass. Grayish-purple clouds are dark in some spots and light in others. The thick clouds cover the blue-sky heavens and the golden sun, separating them from the green, misty earth. Little raindrops softy trickle down from the clouds, but soon they turn into hundreds and thousands of raindrops heavily beating down on the surface of the earth.

 

Yet somehow…somehow the rain can still remain as pure as nature intended. And it can still seem so tranquil…and serene…so peaceful and beautiful. To watch it is relaxing…to run, walk, dance or simply lie in the rain as it pours down softly on you is refreshing and inspiring. The scent of rain on the earth and the sound of nothing else but the rain…takes one somewhere else to a place of light, and purity, renewal and rebirth.

 

She dances and roams through the heavy rain and mist, careless and not caring about her feet that are now covered in mud and grass. She feels free and full with life…she is calm but full of energy. She is at peace and is joyful…she feels inspired and is in her own world of tranquility. She is only truly happy when it is raining. Through the rain, the earth is watered and reborn, and through the rain, so is she.