Rain, rain
The old song of "rain, rain go away" is sung by so many today. The chant of the hope that rain ends only enhances my want of more rain. The rain is so soothing. Makes me sleepy and eases the pain where I cannot take medicine for.
I inhale the moments when I can finally feel good enough to stand out in the cold drizzle. Today was necessary for that. Even more so I felt that I could smile without sighing. Oh how I sang joyously over the easing of the pressure in the atmosphere.
The grand amount of peace that echoes inside of me when a storm rages throughout the day and evening lights. The general but simple reasons for love of nature stems from listening to the rain.
Oh it even takes me back to the first day I heard rain hitting my window sill. The small joys that found me deep within. Yet I would take any day outside to dance in the rain, without pending sickness or chills that follow.
Oh how the sweet aroma raises to my nose and swells the spirit to a soaring beauty. Indeed all this sounds silly but I do so enjoy a rainy day. Even more so now than I did as a child. Back then it was for the puddles and mud, earthworms and snakes.
Today I was grateful to get out. It was a peaceful day save one moment but all was well within an hour or so.
Chilled to my bones but I enjoyed the possible outcome of joy, one day down the road.
Peaceful a raging storm is to me. Not scared of the majestic beauty that Jehovah proves. Indeed I am unique.
Rain.
Rain rain go away till another day, doesn't ring true today.
I inhale the moments when I can finally feel good enough to stand out in the cold drizzle. Today was necessary for that. Even more so I felt that I could smile without sighing. Oh how I sang joyously over the easing of the pressure in the atmosphere.
The grand amount of peace that echoes inside of me when a storm rages throughout the day and evening lights. The general but simple reasons for love of nature stems from listening to the rain.
Oh it even takes me back to the first day I heard rain hitting my window sill. The small joys that found me deep within. Yet I would take any day outside to dance in the rain, without pending sickness or chills that follow.
Oh how the sweet aroma raises to my nose and swells the spirit to a soaring beauty. Indeed all this sounds silly but I do so enjoy a rainy day. Even more so now than I did as a child. Back then it was for the puddles and mud, earthworms and snakes.
Today I was grateful to get out. It was a peaceful day save one moment but all was well within an hour or so.
Chilled to my bones but I enjoyed the possible outcome of joy, one day down the road.
Peaceful a raging storm is to me. Not scared of the majestic beauty that Jehovah proves. Indeed I am unique.
Rain.
Rain rain go away till another day, doesn't ring true today.
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