What's rain!!
Is it the tiny water drops that fall from above… fall to clean and wash the weary face of the world
Is It the pure water of the sky that hold the hand of the being and help it to get into a mysterious status of serenity, calmness, maybe little shades of sadness… sweet sadness
What is rain … truly what is rain
What is rain for you
Is it like it for me
Since I was a kid, and I always loved rain,,, loved to stretch my hand out of the window and feel the cold chilly drops on my warm tiny hands
I tried to taste it
I always thought it is holly water … why not … it comes from above… that makes it holly right?
I see an agreeing smile upon your lips… whispering yeh right J
Tell you something
I love so much the drip drip voice… and the weshhh weshhh voice… I love the fresh smell it gives to the world… and I love the song it sings with trees and blossoms … I love to walk in the rain and feel the holly water washing my face… washing away my pain.. washing away the stiffness that diseased my life
These were thoughts of years ago… but now I have a more mature perception of rain.. more mature definition… more realistic
Rain is
The tear drops of angels and fairies who live in the high clouds... they gather themselves from now and then in a hall made of crystal water over the high cloudy hills… decorated with scented flowers … the sacred frangipani…sit all together in a wide circle and cry
Cry for us
For our misery
For our loneliness
And our alienation
Cry and call our names to purify ourselves
To let go our sadness with their sadness
It cannot be more real than that … can it be!!
Let it rain … let it rain
Wash my pain
Don’t drop in vain
Let it rain let it rain
My strange idea for today:
I believe in fairies
