Rain down, my heart is dry but still I'm singing
Rain down, rain it down on me.
Back to the start, my heart is heavy
Feels like it's time, to dream again
I see the clouds and yes I'm ready
To dance upon this barren land
Hope in my hands."
It has been raining most of the day and I sit here on the couch listening to the padder on the canopy, looking out my patio window, watching the rain fall to the Earth. Personally I can't think of anything better. There is something so peaceful and refreshing about a summer rain. If I hadn't just showered I would be really tempted to splash around in the puddles like when I was a kid. Mom and Dad would always get so annoyed when we would come in after the rain and leave grass clippings on the kitchen floor... whoopsie! Sorry about that.
I'm feeling a little overwhelmed with all I have to do in the next couple weeks. That includes moving out of this apartment. Disaster. I know I mentioned this in my last blog but it is haunting me... I can't get away from it and yet I sit here.... listening to the rain.
"My sun sets to raise again."
Elizabeth Barrett Browning