A day without rain is a day without meaning.
The soft sound of the melancholy score echoed by every drop takes me to a place that only I can go.
For it is within my own heart, and within my heart I keep it.
A gray blanket illuminated by distant flashes of blinding white.
The resonating choir of memory flows like water through the world that is my own.
The cold renew washing away the aches and bereavements of the mundane existence.
The calm judgement of the sounding thunder amidst the cool wind brings me home.
With the silent, plunging crash of every drop, emptiness breaks away from the center of all things.
Deep breaths and subtle life among the rain creates my peace from the dark.
A life without rain is a life without meaning.
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Jon Jones
A stay-at-home dad with a passion for the written word. I enjoy writing poetry, short stories, fantasy, and self-help material and am always deeply appreciative of the time and tips my readers provide me.
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