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gray weather
Posted by poeticnook
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5/17/2004 10:38:00 PM
the sky was gray when i walked out of the house today, the weather station forecasted another typhoon looming, ah rainy season at last, i love the rain but i hate floods. you'd think that after that covenant with noah and the way technology has improved our lives today, you'd never see another killer flood in this day and age, but the haphazardly planned sewage system of this city negates all those. from june to december, average people of this city prepare themselves for the rainy season by buying not just umbrellas or rain coats, but also boots, pails, or even row boats.. such a sad state
i remember being young and waiting for the rain to fall so we kids would run outside and shower in the rain, we used to chase each other around the backyard as we create mud puddles all around.. we also made paper boats after the rain has passed and we raced each other across the puddles of water that collected on the rain gutters.. ah, the wonders of childhood, the little joys, and little sorrows.
as i grew up, the rain became my ally, it hid my tears in between each drop everytime i got heartbroken or disappointed with life. someone i secretly wished that i could be one with the rain, that i could just flow like water and be everywhere and nowhere all at once, waiting for the wind to propel me to wherever it chooses to go.
i looked out the window a while ago and noticed that the weather is still brooding, still deciding if it wants to open up the heavens and let the flood of rain fall and cleanse weary souls like mine..
in my heart of hearts, i wish it would..
i remember being young and waiting for the rain to fall so we kids would run outside and shower in the rain, we used to chase each other around the backyard as we create mud puddles all around.. we also made paper boats after the rain has passed and we raced each other across the puddles of water that collected on the rain gutters.. ah, the wonders of childhood, the little joys, and little sorrows.
as i grew up, the rain became my ally, it hid my tears in between each drop everytime i got heartbroken or disappointed with life. someone i secretly wished that i could be one with the rain, that i could just flow like water and be everywhere and nowhere all at once, waiting for the wind to propel me to wherever it chooses to go.
i looked out the window a while ago and noticed that the weather is still brooding, still deciding if it wants to open up the heavens and let the flood of rain fall and cleanse weary souls like mine..
in my heart of hearts, i wish it would..
