Gedankenlicht

dancing in the rain

I enjoy the sun shining on my skin. It makes the world seem so much warmer, so much nicer. Sometimes I wonder why the sun can't shine every day. When I was younger, I got upset when the sun disappeared behind the clouds and threw shadows on the ground. Today, I don't mind rainy days or storms anymore. It took me some time to realise but there is beauty in the drops of water hitting my skin and the wind blowing through my hair. There is peace in the shadows which appear so dark. The storm is not chaos, the thunder not anger. The sun is just as beautiful as the snow and rainy days have great potential.
The first time I saw the beauty in rain had been a sunny summer day. I was playing outside for hours, crafting flower crowns and climbing on rocks. Then, suddenly it started to rain. At first I could feel little drops hitting my arm, then my head and face. As usual, I went back inside to prevent getting soaked. I watched the rain fall from the window and listened the sound it made whenever it hit an object. It calmed me down. Eventually, I spotted a rainbow somewhere near the clouds. I remember my mouth forming a smile, then I put my shoes back on and ran outside. I laughed and opened my arm, dancing in the rain. I sang a song I now don't remember the lyrics anymore and caught raindrops I with my tongue. People did it it snowflakes so why not with rain? It was cold and vanished quickly but it felt like a victory. The feeling of happiness stayed. It didn't leave me when the rain was over and the sun returned. It didn't leave me when the night arrived and it stayed with me through the darkest times. Whenever the world around me became too much to handle, I remembered this day. The day I first danced in the rain and it washed my fear and tears away.