Tiny water droplets land on my face
First a drizzle
Now a downpour
*
People seek cover inside
Others pull out their coveted umbrellas while
The cloudy sky
Releases beads of water
That dances atop parked cars
*
Life memories flush out of me
With each splatter of the rain
And intensifies as drumming continues against my skin
My feet dig into the land and my sole
Becomes renewed
Washed and cleansed
As the water slides underneath
*
Too much time spent hiding in the shade
Afraid to step into a puddle
Looking from the inside
Because that’s what other people did
Why are we so afraid to live?
*
The rainfall creates a long continuous note in the wind
As I watch the trees sway in the breeze
The roots within the soil drink
Quenching their thirst
Fulfilling their needs
I am reminded that they are living
What more excuses do I need?
*
The rain gradually fades
My drenched clothing clings to my skin
Water slowly drips down to my feet
Like the dripping trees
I care not for what anyone thinks
Giving opinions
Making lists of what an ideal human being is
*
I am glad for the opportunity to release this weight
To transport my soul even though temporarily
Into an experience that is so freeing
To be one with nature
Openly receiving the gifts that it gives
*
Now I can walk back in
My sole pressed against the moist ground
I smile at the onlookers
What a pity to remain trapped inside
In more ways than one
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Ali SP
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Comments (1)
Beautiful experience you’ve walked us through, with an amazing sensory development. I am curious to pull on that thread even more! And it is too true how people miss out on the rain. Summers where I am are quite hot; I still remember the elation of standing in a swift storm. Thank you for sharing. Please check out my submission as well!