It has Been Needed

And then, just past 9pm, the lightning & the wind bore fruit of rain. Sighs of relief all around. 

I think I will forever have a love affair with the rain. The way I long for it from afar & love the sound of its voice on the roof, the pavement, the windowpanes. 

I even love the smell of it. 

You can dance with rain, we all know that. And the need for this liquid life runs deep to our roots. 

I realize the power & pain that an overdose of inches can cause, yet even in that lies analogy abundant & recognition of contrast. I'm still thankful.