The sky opens up
And soft tears pour down from it
Gently misting the earth below.
A cacophony of droplets
Dances in my ears.
Scents of the earth
Welcome my nose.
A light opens up slowly
Illuminating the grey clouds
Brightening the sky
Yet never revealing its light.
Rain and sun
Yet separate somehow.
Reminding me of the human spirit:
Crying out in pain
While still shining.
Mourning and worshipping,
Peaceful and tumultuous.
There is a season for all things.
Especially simultaneous sun and rain.
Author’s Note: I find that the more energy I invest in the present, the more I receive back. Yet, it’s increasingly difficult to disconnect from the noise around me. My ears have been so tuned to hear noise rather than notes.
It has only been recently, in moments I physically remove myself that my ears begin to truly open. Overwhelmed with music all around me. Soft melodies, intended to be the soundtrack of life. Only audible when intentionally dialed in. Songs of peace, contentment, encouragement. Uplifting without utterance of a single syllable. You know exactly of which I speak if you’ve ever been comforted by the rain.
Wishing you all time to be fully present and hear the sweet symphony playing around you.