Crystal clear perfect little drops are falling from the sky tonight.
The rain is slithering onto the green land.
It is damping my face, sliding down my cheeks and dripping from my chin.
The rain pours and pours and pours.
It sparkles and shines; it splashes and shifts from one place to another.
The rain is wetting my brown hair and touching my soft skin.
Then without warning…
Thunder explodes from the dark blue sky and lightening comes about.
Rain pours faster and faster.
The wind howls tonight and pushes me a bit.
I take two steps further and step into a puddle of water. I shake and freeze. It is cold tonight.
Water rises and dirt twirls around me.
I cry and I scream.
The graceful rain becomes a scary storm.
It is a monster with a roar so loud that I cannot get away from it.
I run and run but the thunder runs after me.
Trees are moving, and leaves are falling.
The wind is in rage. Is it angry at me?
Fear passes through my soul and heart.
I cry, I scream and I close my eyes with my fist in two tight balls.
Do I dare open my eyes? Do I dare open my eyes?
I open my eyes, I open my hands and the rain is no longer monstrous.
A single drop of rain falls into my right palm.
Silence. What happened to the demon?
The rain slows down.
The rain stops. The darkness disappears.
The night becomes day.
And the sun comes out from behind a cloud.
A bright rainbow appears with many different colors.
And the rain doesn’t seem so scary after all.
How can something that looks so big, be so small?
*Photo by GMO Photographer Billy Montgomery.
