Why do I love the rain
Does it wash away the pain
The hurt; of living here on earth
Or is it the calm and serene
Drifting into streams
Or cascading lights in the city
Stunning; it’s so pretty
Or perhaps the sound
On the tin roofs or ground
It’s lovely when it rains except
Perhaps I’m a little rain obsessed.
I’m within the rain.
My eyes are heavy, raindrops hitting the windows…
I love the rain when I’m at home,
it’s engulfing my soul with its life..
I’m still and calm, eyes still heavy, relaxed,
dripping away the rain from gutters to concrete and grass.
The temperature is mild and chill*
refreshing to breathe in this rainforest we call our home. 🙂
The dogs sit quietly as if they too are relaxing to the sounds of raindrops and the –!whitecitynoise:::.
My connection to this rain is like….
a birds connection with the air beneath it’s feathers.
It represents freedom.