It puts my mood - coerces my mind into a state of insight, where all ispiration is thinkable.....tangible.
My Mother told me when I was little that when it rained, it was GOD....cleaning the Earth with His tears. Naturally, I asked if He was sad.
....and she said, "No, those are tears of joy from Him being so proud of you/us.
Sometimes she would say "you", and sometimes "us".....needless to say I preferred the "you" version. :)
And I must add, that this belief of the rain in my upbringing of course led to many more questions stemming from "the reason behind sleet, hail, snow...etc". ;) My beloved Mom was "hella creative". Love always-RIP.
And so it is, on this rainy day - that I begin this parody of a tragic comedy......to a perfectly orchestrated sullen day of rain.
These things mock, compliment & coexist within the other, as that perfect melancholy to the rain - and the tragic to the comedy.
Such is life, such is life.
Craig Allen
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