Is there anything sweeter than a Summer rain?
Breathe in and be taken on a trip in time to childhood, love and any green growing carefree part of your life.
Breathe remembrance on the scent of memories; wet pavement, rain dripping, pouring, tinkling, thrumming; rainbows, wet grass, wet dogs; kids running between raindrops or puddle splashing.
Raise your face to the slate sky.
Allow your own rain to run down your cheeks, joining with Heaven’s tears.
Get soaked in sadness, sillyness, and suspended safe, secure known, now.
Shift perception of what is ‘have-to’ important.
Stay still.
Sigh with me on this rainy Summer day.
Is there anything sweeter for the soul than a Summer rain?
eFlorence 