rain brings melancholy
light taps on the roof and window pane always rhythmic as one’s heartbeat.
the harder it rains the faster our hearts beat.
and as the ground soaks, so do our minds with thoughts varied as the pattern raindrops make on the paveway.
I don’t know about you, but I get lonely when it rains but its the kind of lonely I don’t mind feeling. when it rains, I stay calm submissive to my inner self.
rain gives me space to isolate parts of me from everything else good or bad. its this brief moment of solitude my mind elects to do every time it rains that allows me to see me.
|photo from time.com – j.galeano|