Jun 11, 2009

It is raining tonight. Not just sprinkling, but raining with some determination. I stepped outside and into it without hesitation, and it felt delicious. At 8:45, it was the perfect time of evening. Just a shadow of light cast across the sky behind the darkened clouds. I lifted my face to the sky and held my hands, palms up, welcoming the cold, crisp, drops. I loved the rain's sturdiness as it pounded against my hot skin and demanded the heat's concession. I felt the drops slide down my neck and drip off my mangled hair. For the first time in a long time, I felt peace. With my body wholly saturated with the Earth's tears, I turned to leave. And suddenly I realized that one of the those tears careening down my cheek...was actually my own.