The Rain….


Growing up i have always fancied walking in the rain, dancing in the rain, and even playing in the rain even though my mother made it clear that bathing in the rain is a very big crime as long as you lived in her house. I still do that, hush now! “Not in the public anyways” “don’t ask me where”. Getting older I have learnt that nothing does the mind better than taking a walk in the rain especially if it’s a light rain, not the one that has been falling in Lagos Nigeria for a while now.

For every time i was in the rain i always felt some sort of relieve and calmness. The only noise around is the splashing of the water on my head and on the floor. The rustling sound of the wind as it moves the leaves and trees. Every other voice seems to be silenced. And after the rain comes the bright light.
At some point the rain brings calmness to all the craziness that was produced as a result of out busy schedules and lifes. Nothing is more valuable to me than a clear, unfettered mind. I have that now as it rains while I write and i can only wish it keeps raining but that would only make me selfish right? I feel the solitude the rain brings is a blessing, it’s comforting, cooling, the rain drops tickles the skin, eases the pressure of the moment and even solace as well.

To many the rain may not represent anything but to me it reminds me of the uncertainties of life. The fact that nature can not always be predicted no matter how much we try to control or manipulate it.
#writing my thoughts as the rain pours down…#Natures miracle!

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