If I were to take a pole, I’m ninety percent sure rainy days would be the least favorite kind of days for seventy five percent of people –
statistics I made up but could be true because
rain makes people sad.
When the clouds pull over the blue sky and water begins falling,
suddenly people are reminded of the day their lives began to fall apart.
It’s as if the sky is crying.
She is sobbing her loneliness into the soil but first her sadness hits our shoulders
and even if we aren’t outside to feel the drops, we still soak a little of it into our souls.
Our insides wilt just a little even as the flowers outside stand a little straighter
our branches bend against the wind
and that is the beauty of rainy days –
For those that fall in the fifteen percent of made up people that love the rain
there is something about the sound the drops make when they hit the ground
that remind us that we aren’t alone.
When the clouds begin to cover the sky my soul starts to shift
and my body begins to wake up.
Dancing in the rain is on the top of my favorite things to do list
and I think it’s sad how many people miss out on it’s beauty because
they are afraid of messing up their hair and drenching their clothes.
Hair can be brushed, clothes can be dried
but how many chances are you going to get to live this day again –
this moment, this life.
The next time it rains or pours or sprinkles
please step outside if only for a fraction of a second and instead of dreading
the feeling of the water hitting your skin
let it remind you that while the sun is beautiful and warmth is brilliant
rain has the pour to awaken even the most hopeless of hearts
and that’s pretty special.