It had been quite awhile since I sat and listened to rain drops
The night dark, the air cool
Cliche says rain washes things away
At this moment I wanted to stand in the rain and test that theory
But I found peace in the rhythm
and absorbed the smell that is a fresh rainfall
A constant stacatto that seemed to relieve me of much pressure
and take me back to the gulf coast of my youth.
Stevie Ray would say "the sky is crying"
Someday, I would like to cry like this rain
For now, I will absorb the beauty that is nature
and a nighttime storm.
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