Post by ScarletMornings on Aug 20, 2005 20:39:04 GMT -8
Do you know what I love?
Riding home in the rain
the raindrops beat a counter rhythm
to one of the countless songs about rain playing
And the lightning flashes trick you
into thinking it’s day because they’re so bright
the white-hot seams of the sky
ripping apart before our very eyes
And the moon plays hide and seek
like a six year old in the dark
hiding under the fluffy bedcovers
so you can’t see him grinning
And whenever you drive under a bridge
the rain stutters for a split second
so it seems that, just for a moment,
time is frozen and you hear nothing
And the thunder rumbles ferociously
so that you can feel it vibrate through your body
the beat of life pulsing in your blood
and ringing and drumming in your ears
And staring out through the windshield
watching the windshield wipers work together
one pushes the water left and the other sweeps it down
so you can see into the mist and the darkness
And it’s like your own little warm dry world
while outside the world’s rage fuels the storm
and it beats itself furiously against anything in its path
while you watch with awestruck eyes at its power
And when you finally pull into your driveway
you sit for just a moment absorbing it all in
before you make a mad dash for the door
while the raindrops inevitably polka-dot your clothes
And you can just stare outside forever
watching the timelessness of it all
and you just know you’re alive
in the rain
