Rain is coming down

And, the rain…drops fall and hit softly on cement. Nothing notices, except for windshield wipers and panes of glass. Despite the new wetness falling, I keep the windows open to smell the freshness. Below, plants dance in the wind and rejoice! The hard-tack houses and buildings are locked in place– the rains run off them like foreign shapes. I can taste the rising-of-life in my mouth. I feel the Thunder-drum approaching and hear it echo through me. I’m not alone. I welcome being alive.

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