Rain Seems to Hear

(Journal entry from 8/27/19)

I’ve grown to love the sunshine in ways which differ from how I love the rain. The sun smiles. It is healing. There are ways I love to feel Its warmth as a healing force. But I will always love the rain. There is reticence in the rhythmic noise. A silence that the overwhelm of the sun dissolves. There’s a gentleness of a storm.

I’ve never felt alone during a rainfall. I’ve always found a sense of comfort. There’s might. There’s somber. There is reflection. There is acceptance. Tranquility and release… that is what rain brings me. That is why I love the rain.

I will always find happiness in rainfall. I’ll always find comfort in its openness. It listens. Rain seems to hear.