Writing in the Rain
I had other plans for the evening, but then it rained. Rain always distracts me. When the sky grows dark and weeps down the windows, my brain begins its revelry and I write.
Imagine running hard until you're breathless down a country road right into the forest. It's dark woods that everyone warns you about. The rain mists around you. Instead of running, you tumble into the dark green, which is more moss than grass. Stretching out, you reach out with your fingers. The rain falls in heavy drops, but that doesn't matter. Sometimes it hits you. Sometimes it hits the trees above and drizzles down to you cold and refreshing. The sharp chill of each drop eases the heat from running. Then it pours.
Close your eyes and embrace the dark green world.
Listen. To the rain. To the peeping frogs. To the chirping insects.
Each splash on your face becomes a kiss.
You are perfectly alone, and it is completely your world.
Are you writing yet?
–Susan Hanniford Crowley
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