Raindrops

As I woke up this morning and stared out the window, what greeted me was the dark and gloomy sky. It was going to rain I told myself. True enough after a few minutes the rain came down. It came down in small droplets at first but later on its force grew stronger. It was raining during the summer. I couldn't help but look out the window. I never really liked the rain but there is something about it that brings peace... if not peace, then chaos to my mind

Looking out the window and watching the tiny droplets roll down the leaves of the trees made me remember a lot of things. I always said that I despised the element but deep inside, there was surely something that drew me to it.

I remember times when I was still a kid playing at the beach, surrounded by the same element, water. I can not really remember those times vividly since I was only a mere child, but somehow the emotions are still there. Strange as it may sound, I know these memories that I am remembering are mine. Recently, the image that came into my mind was last summer when I was with my friends in Laguna. It rained while we were swimming and I recall myslef going under water and just watching the raindrops join the water of the pool. It looked ethereal watching it hit the water's surface... I remember myself just enjoying the sound of the rain and the presence of water all around me.

I tend to get sentimental when it rains... there's just really something about it. Maybe I have been watching too much movies and in turn relating all the things that happen in those very movies to rain. It may be the departure of a loved one as the other person stood weeping under the rain, or a couple reunited under the supposed gloomy sky, but making it look as if the sky was showering down blessings on them as their lips touched. I am a dreamer... I will not deny that.

Another thing this weather brings would be the cold atmosphere... and I will not deny the fact that I love it. It's the perfect weather to stay in bed sipping a hot cup of coffee or home made hot chocolate, reading a book, watching tv, listening to music, or writing. Truly wonderful.

The rain can bring so many things... from joy, to sadness, and even calamity... for me, it brings inspiration. But in a way, it isn't all that bad.

She stood there, frozen on the very land she treaded upon. The sky reflected her gloom and misery as it wept with her. As her tears fell down her face, so did the tiny droplets of rain.


...::Jacqueline::...