tonight, it rained, and I was home alone, the rain poured down onto the earth as the heavens cried, whether they cry from joy, or sorrow, one may never know, but they look to the earth, to release whatever emotion it may be, and to send life to us all. the heavens dependency on the earth is what gives the earth the will, and ability to live, like so many people, live only for their friends...
I found joy in the tears, but also sorrow, I found all emotions, and none. As I stepped out onto the wet muddy grass, the water pushed up between my toes, the spongey earth, already full, ready for the rain to stop so soon, unable to take in this emotion anymore then the sky was. I skipped across the grass, jumping and turning, spinning around and around. I threw out my arms, and rose my head to the sky. I walked right across the pile of snow still on the driveway, and onto the pavement. My feet could feel the vibrations of the earth, as the water came down upon me, pushing into me, and slowly craddling my body as each drop fell downwards over me, and to the ground. I looked at my clothes, how at first, the drops of wet looked different and out of place, but then the way they blend in with the others, soon to dissapear, and make the dry spots look unusual. My body started to move, twist and turn, my legs flying in the air, my arms everywhere, as I jumped and kicked, feeling the beat, moving to the rhythm, my heart sung the melody for once, while my mind sung the harmony. I smiled as gentle tears rolled down my face, and I took on the emotion of the heavens, all of them. I felt every last emotion in me, surfacing, and every memory that ever eluded me showing its self, I knew everything, and I could feel everything, I spun, faster and faster, the circle tighter and tighter, blurring the world, smoothing the edges, blending the colors, seeing clearly for the first time, I spun and let the rain come over me, it washed away everything, every last sin, yet it made me dirty all at once, for every sin it took away, a new one sprung up, for every speck of dirt it washed off, a new one would cling on, the rain started to slow, and I stumbled, I fell down, held my head, let the world come into focus, and loose my perfect view of it, then I stood up, and walked inside, with a new insight to life....
to dance in the rain has no meaning other then to show your true nature and abilities
I found joy in the tears, but also sorrow, I found all emotions, and none. As I stepped out onto the wet muddy grass, the water pushed up between my toes, the spongey earth, already full, ready for the rain to stop so soon, unable to take in this emotion anymore then the sky was. I skipped across the grass, jumping and turning, spinning around and around. I threw out my arms, and rose my head to the sky. I walked right across the pile of snow still on the driveway, and onto the pavement. My feet could feel the vibrations of the earth, as the water came down upon me, pushing into me, and slowly craddling my body as each drop fell downwards over me, and to the ground. I looked at my clothes, how at first, the drops of wet looked different and out of place, but then the way they blend in with the others, soon to dissapear, and make the dry spots look unusual. My body started to move, twist and turn, my legs flying in the air, my arms everywhere, as I jumped and kicked, feeling the beat, moving to the rhythm, my heart sung the melody for once, while my mind sung the harmony. I smiled as gentle tears rolled down my face, and I took on the emotion of the heavens, all of them. I felt every last emotion in me, surfacing, and every memory that ever eluded me showing its self, I knew everything, and I could feel everything, I spun, faster and faster, the circle tighter and tighter, blurring the world, smoothing the edges, blending the colors, seeing clearly for the first time, I spun and let the rain come over me, it washed away everything, every last sin, yet it made me dirty all at once, for every sin it took away, a new one sprung up, for every speck of dirt it washed off, a new one would cling on, the rain started to slow, and I stumbled, I fell down, held my head, let the world come into focus, and loose my perfect view of it, then I stood up, and walked inside, with a new insight to life....
to dance in the rain has no meaning other then to show your true nature and abilities
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We hardly get rain so i get all hyped up about it.
It was thundering and lighting then it sprinkled.. after than it rained but soon it rain so hard the internet went out it look like a hurrican went through our town!
Then it was over!
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i wanted to go out and dance in the rain but i couldn't i wanted to eat!