I wonder if the sun will ever shine again. Time to think. Too much on my mind. I can't sleep.
I wish the rain would just wash me away. To be like that spot that eventually disappears after the water just keeps running over it. It gets smaller and smaller til you suddenly...
for rain, even though I'm not a great practitioner of prair, thunder finally broke the silence of this house. I expected it to be another show of tease but within minutes rain was pouring down and the earthy smell swept in through the open doors.
I went out to dance in the...
as I usually like to do, and as I opened my front door and stepped outside it started to pour rain, I absolutely adore the sound of rain, the freshness in it's scent, and watching it land on all of the leaves and the ground.Now I am sitting on my front porch enjoying this little...
and sit on my trampoline and lay there listing to the rain. it feels funny having the rain fall flat on your face while looking strait up. then after it has rained for a while i will jump on the trampoline because the rain makes it bounce higher. always one of my favorite things...
pouring rain for days. just let the water pour over me and not push me away. just pour onto me and split into all kinds of directions once it finds me. Finally a feeling of importance and apreciation between Mother Nature and me, alone. Washing all the aching off me for as long...
that unexplainable smell during/after its rained/raining. And when its paired with a beautiful sight like the image above how can you not just sit back and enjoy the droplets that fall from the sky adove.
Our home is stone with a metal roof. You cannot see the metal from the inside unless you are in the kitchen which has a wood cookstove. The metal is exposed between the rafters as the chimney exits the kitchen providing a wonderful drum for the rain! I love to sit and listen...
when it rains. It's like somehow it brings back my old memories. When I was little I used to jump around in big puddles with my best friend Charles. We enjoyed the rain and the smell of the rain. We always used to go out when it rained. Ah great memories.
through my veins
I know if I offed myself, it would be different
I know there would people who would cry
I know I would be leaving my mom alone, with a son who already is falling in this world
I know that if I did this, he would be gone
I know that my grandparents could...
Of heaven and thaw
And rain to grass
The dew of love
And chirping nights
Crickets to the ribs
Humming to your tears
Frogs to your woes
Croaking your fears
Like any other
Thinking of you.