Rain hits the roof with a soft drumming sound:
Constant, steady, and relaxing,
While simultaneously grim, gloomy, and mysteriously unsettling.
I stare out the window
And watch the sheets of water that fall from the sinister sky,
Bouncing off the uneven ground
Before becoming one with the rippling puddles,
Reflecting the image of buildings in an abstract distortion,
Warping my sense of reality.
Delicate hands hold my instrument loosely
As I watch the water pour.
The Earth takes its cleansing shower
As I quietly strum simple, random chords in a familiar pattern
While humming along to the improvised tune in my mind,
Spilling out of my soft lips in the form of musical ponderings.
About the Creator
Skylar Rella
visual & performing artist.
original art attached to written pieces.
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