Rain…

…rain, and my happy, thirsty feet…

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I love the wildness of rain.

How everything turns dark and moody. The bark and the leaves. Everything deepens. Becomes bolder, truer.

It’s not a sullen moodiness. though. Rather, I imagine everything turning inward.

To that quiet space of nourishment, and contemplation,

where we all must go in order to grow.

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