Friday, July 9, 2010

A Little Fall of Rain

Whenever it rains, I go outside and just stand in the rain.  I would dance in the rain if I had somebody to dance with, but for now, I stand alone.  I love the feel of raindrops falling on my hair, my face, slowly drenching my clothes.  I could stay out in the rain for hours.  I probably enjoy it so much because I didn't get much of it growing up, and I don't get much of it now.  I don't think I love it enough to want to live in a place where it rains every day, because I love the sun too much for that, but I still love it when it rains here.  I got to go outside in the rain twice today, and it was glorious.  The second time was during a thunderstorm, which adds a lot of excitement to the experience--dark night sky, random streaks of lightning that light up the storm clouds, crashes of thunder echoing off the mountains, all with raindrops pelting the ground, the trees, and me.  Unfortunately I have no one to enjoy the rain with, and as it is, people walk by looking at me like I'm weird or crazy for standing out in the rain with no jacket, no umbrella, and no boots, for no apparent reason.  Maybe I am crazy for doing that.  I don't care, I just love the rain.  I hope that one day someone will grow to appreciate my love for the rain and join me outside under the stormy sky.


Don't you fret, Monsieur Marius
I don't feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
You're here, that's all I need to know

The rain can't hurt me now
This rain will wash away what's past
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
I'll sleep in your embrace at last.

The rain that brings you here
Is Heaven-blessed!
The skies begin to clear
And I'm at rest
A breath away from where you are
I've come home from so far

Don't you fret, Monsieur Marius
I don't feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
You're here, that's all I need to know
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
And rain will make the flowers grow.

2 comments:

  1. Sweet post, and yes, for the record, I think you inherited that trait from me. I LOVE rain. Is the quote from Les Mis? I don't recognize it.

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  2. Yes, it's Les Mis...it's the song that Eponine and Marius sing as she's dying

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