It rained last night and I feel encouraged to begin again; this beautiful blog that I love. It's April. The last time I posted - it was December. Have I abandoned my readers? No. I toyed with feeling guilty, but it's too boring to feel guilty. Guilty makes me feel stuck. Stuck feels boring. It rained last night - that's not boring. Or guilty. It's beautiful. As beautiful as this sweet little blog that I love.
I am a cloud
A full little cloud
That grows up big
Or shrinks down small
Or disappears for months
Months of not-at-all
But when I fill up
To over bursting
I pour down rain
To quench my thirsting
This is the place
Where I get to play
Let my words drop
Wherever they may
That's why I love -- this blog so tender
It catches the "release"
And returns it to its sender - akka b.  |
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Love it .....
ReplyDelete..... stick around
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ah JONAS!! Thanks mate.
DeleteYou too ya hear.
I fell back in love with rain yesterday, too!
ReplyDeleteCheers to us!! xo
DeleteRainy days are my favourite. They are like a pause button, like God has given you permission to simply BE :) Glad you are back!
ReplyDeleteoh yes. yes oh yes. PAUSE. BE. LISTEN. Enjoy. It is like the "world" gets deleted for a small spell and there is nothing to run off to - except perhaps the mud puddles or to gather more wood.
DeleteAs I child, I would get depressed on rainy days. But in my early 20s, there was a turnabout. I found the rain soothing -- as a sort of ambient amniotic fluid, I would sometimes imagine.
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly how I feel. Total comfort, safety, wonder... It makes me calm and energized to create all at once.
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