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It was..
raining, that day.
Most people, they wouldn't think of it.
"Just another miserable,
boring day-
just need an umbrella."
Most people,
that's what they'd think.
But me, I went
and I stood in the rain.
I stood,
and I looked up at the clouds.
I felt the rain hit my skin
skim over my eyelids,
and droop onto my nose.
And I thought,
what is it
that rain feels?
What is it that runs through their minds as they fester amongst themselves-
as they fall,
and reach terminal velocity just before hitting the ground and-
BLWOSH!
Out like a light.
So I went,
and I climbed the tree in my front yard.
I went slowly,
felling the moist green grass prickle between my toes,
then the squelch of mud under my feet.
And I climbed.
I climbed and felt the ridges of that tree
with every fiber
between my fingers,
scraping my knees,
my legs,
knowing every leaf,
the bark,
every microscopic detail of the tree
like I knew me.
And I stood out
on the highest branch that would support me.
And I reached out,
up at the clouds,
almost feeling the breezy wet coolness
brushing against my fingertips.
I grabbed out at the rain,
and followed its path.
I jumped from my place.
I fell,
I fell for only a fraction of a second.
And I felt the ground hit me-
my toes and knees and palms.
And I felt the ground hit me
and I salvaged the mud
splattered on my fingers and legs.
I WAS the raindrop-
every raindrop running through my veins.
I was happy and free
and I didn't care!
I jumped and danced
I shouted and screamed
I laughed and cried
'til my voice gave out.
I danced that day,
the day that it rained.
I lived out loud, and I didn't care!
I WAS the rain
I was FREE!
I didn't care about who said what,
or where anything was in the world.
I pushed everything away
and just listened to the rain.
And it said,
carpe diem, Sam.
Seize the day.
And I listened,
and I grabbed that day
and twisted the little droplets of rain over the ligaments holding my life together.
And I danced the day that it rained.
I danced, and smiled,
and felt what life was about
and why it was worth living.
And today I dance still.
 XxFragmented_RealityxX · Mon Mar 02, 2009 @ 09:38pm · 0 Comments |
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