A noted laugh in rain

    Slowly excerpts are noted. Slight changes and looks
over life are made. How to open a book that has been
closed for years? How to make progress where pages
are stuck together?

    Ah one second at a time.

    Each day is a new day. Each step is the new
beginnings I have been hoping for. Ah Jehovah hears
my silent cries.

    Oh stepping outside I see the rain just pouring
down. Oh the cool breeze lifting already wet hair up.
I do so enjoy the cold inhales. To breathe once
again so calmly. Oh how good it is to feel alarmed
and awakened from mind to spirit. Jehovah knew
exactly what I needed.

    To feel thoroughly amazing. The tingles from
deep inside core. Ah how grand, spectacular I emerge.
Still a throb pinches yet I will not allow it to hurt
an portion of this magnificent array of nature. No more
distancing self from newfounded family. Just a
few tiny steps to absorb all that is viewed, felt.

   Ah my dear friend I hope you too are enjoying this
grand waterfall. That the rain is teasing your senses
and keeping you from rushing anywhere.

   To hope that you too stay warm. Yet I hope you know
I have gone out and spun in the rain. Enjoyed every
part of the silly moments I spent in it. Ah is this not
a gesture of love from Jehovah?

   Before I blink there are flashes of white and blue.
Roaring thunder rattles the ground and the apartment.
Yes I am smiling the cheesiest grin. Oh to be this
joyful in the simplest sounds of rain falling. Oh I hope
I do not sound too simple.

   Still once more I step outside to feel the pelting of
drops stinging upon my skin, rolling droplets off of
dark cinnamon, auburn strands. Hmm deep vibrant
reds muted for a moment. Hmm. Holding my hands
out and leaning head back. One by one the soul
becomes soaked.

   Now to run back inside. Grabbing a warm towel from
the dryer I sit back on the sofa laughing. Ah yes
I am happy.

   Thank you Jehovah.