The Rain.
I love the rain the most when it falls.
It reminds me so deeply of letting go.
Of releasing everything that I have absorbed over the years.
Carried in my heart just a little too long.
All those things that have accumulated in the clouds of my soul.
Taking up space.
Welling up.
And weighing me down.
Waiting for the perfect,
"I can do this" moment.
Only to learn that there is never really a wrong time when it comes to freeing myself from the burdens.
Even if I must be drenched in overcoming.
Just look at the grasses after a storm.
They know.
I love the rain the most when it falls.
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