Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain
---April Rain Song by Langston Hughes
It's raining in Northwest Iowa, has been since about eleven last night. It's wonderful. I love rain. After a night of pirating at midnight movie premieres, a good romp through the thunderstorm is perfection. Hannah read this poem to us after getting back from the movie and our run through the rain, before we started another movie.
College kids don't really sleep that much...or we compensate by sleeping until 11:30...
Rain does seem to put a damp on tulip festivals. It gives everything a rather dreary feel, constant drizzle falling as you're sitting there watching cute little kids passing by on floats. The kids are still cute, but you're all damp and you just want to get dry. It's supposed to be rainy tomorrow too. I think I'll wear shorter jeans...
Last night when we were out in the rain after shedding our pirate gear, I found myself just standing there with my face towards the sky, arms wide open, almost embracing the rain. Looking five feet in front of me, Jackson was doing the same. Amalia soon joined us. We let the rain kiss us. It was one of those moments where everything was right. We just were. I've had a lot of those moments lately. They are restoring moments.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me lie down in green pastures, He leadeth me beside still waters, He restoreth my soul. Psalm 23:1-3a
Until next time, embrace the rain, and don't forget to look for the moon between rain clouds.
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