Mellow musings,
For you,
For me,
For all.
The rain,
The droplets that dance,
Frolic and fall.
Black moments,
Sounds,
Smiles.
It exists in harmony,
It plays in nature.
It lives,
It loves,
It nourishes.
The rain,
It can awaken and it can heal.
Like grief,
Tears,
Laughter.
It exists in the sky,
The air,
The earth.
It lives in the space,
It creates a part and present.
The rain,
The sound that soothes,
Scares and is sacred.
Like a lullaby,
A spoken word,
A space in time.
It exists in what we can see,
Hear and taste.
It lives in memory,
Music,
Tranquillity.
The rain,
The water that wavers,
The food that feeds.
Like nourishment,
Occasions,
Peace.
It exists in me and you,
All around and within.
It lives in hope,
Heartache and happiness.
The rain,
It fills our lakes and soothes our souls.
Like the flow and ease of passings and beginnings.
It exists in awareness,
In calm,
In spirit.
It lives in the yesterday,
Tomorrow,
Now and then.
The rain.