As beautiful as the rain.
Apr 04, 2008 - 23:33 PM PST
Rain clouds form above me. Darker and darker the sky developes a gloomy haze. I wait for the rain to come pouring down. First a droplet falls on my shoulder sliding down my arm. Its cold yet comforting. Now more droplets falling. My hair is wet. I look up into the sky. Amazed at the beauty one could find in a single raincloud. In a single droplet of rain. The beauty anyone could find in almost anything if they really took the time. Why am I still standing in the rain? My feet feel planted. The rain is washing over me. I shiver. The rain begins to slow and a ray of light shines down. I look down in despair soaked from head to toe. I wish I could be as beautiful as the rain.