Saturday, May 21, 2011

Rain

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. ~Langston Hughes

I love the rain.

There is such an incredible medley of magic to be found between each flickering raindrop.

Rain is one of those things that can be altered to fit the mood of the beholder. It's the most comforting of weathers, I think.

When you're happy, filled with joy and delight, it provides puddles in which to leap and a rhythm to match the skipping caedence of your gleeful heart...

...for is there any greater joy to be found then that which is found in the child-like leaps and cries of delight as water splashes around your bare toes?

When romance comes slipping through the doorway like a long sought-after friend, the gentle falling drops seem to sing a love song and paint the world with a glistening diamond sheen...

...for what is more romantic than a shared umbrella for two, hands atop hands, or a deep and tender kiss while being soaked through by the pouring rain?

When your heart is breaking, it provides a mask for your grief, mingling with the tears running down your cheeks as it murmurs soft words of comfort...

...for what greater comfort is there than having someone to weep with you when the world is collapsing all around you?

When the grief is passed and as your heart begins to mend, the rain flows down over your heart and soul, washing away the blood and the tears...

...whispering, "see, it's alright now" as it teaches you how to breathe again...how to feel again...

...for what greater release is there than to feel clean, restored, and renewed as the clouds fade from grey to white?
Yes, there is magic in the rain.

There is love and whispers, sorrow and restoration, delight and shame...

...all can be found in the innocent drops of water winging their way to earth from heavy-laden clouds.

And all you have to do is step outdoors, turn your face to the sky...

...and feel.

All was silent as before -
All silent save the dripping rain.

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


2 comments:

  1. I totally agree! There is just plain magic in rain :))
    -Jocee <3

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  2. Oh my. This is beautiful. I especially love this part: ...for what greater comfort is there than having someone to weep with you when the world is collapsing all around you? Such beautiful imagery; I love the different moments you highlighted. Simply stunning.

    Have a lovely day!
    --Hannah

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon