The magic of the rain. Sitting on the steps looking up into the sky at night; Then I heard a sound that stirred in me such delight. It was the rain on my tin roof, as it fell from up high, A sound I love as think about the grass around me so brittle and dry. This sound is such a blessing, and such a treasure from the sky. When thinking about how poor old cows, are staring get. Least when I hear this sound I know there is hope yet. And this joy is felt from every animal young and old. It is the fabric for many of our foke tales and many more stories that have been told. About how the land rejoices when it hears this sound, more precious than gold. The animal’s suddenly have life and start to play around. The horses kick up high and will buck across the ground. The cattle all go wild and run about in the rainy haze. Even the blue dog in town here has got this crazy gaze. He barks and howls and then he starts to jump on the spot. It is just amazing the energy, from a couple of little watery drops. Suddenly everything has this bluish colouring, which tells us everything is ok. As the frogs all start like a choir, with their song, to try and make it stay. Now the black birds are all joining into the tune. The rain has such a crazy effect, quite similar to that of a bright full moon. There kids running in the streets nearby, playing in some puddles. And you can hear the ducks off in the distance, shaking off their troubles. Then there is that smell that I just adore so much. Though I have come to fear at times, and still I am stopped in tracks, when I see the country react to its touch. How the joy of all wild life is so mighty infectious, when the rain comes about. It makes you want to run out side, to join their song and do nothing but shout. Then there are all the colours that the rain brings to the earth. It is such a change from the plain old brown dirt. Though this is pretty there is nothing like the grass after the rain. Or the colourful rainbow from the spits, that are hanging from a window pain. How the light just reacts to something so simple. It is like the light is celebrating to, and rainbow is its smiling dimple. This concept just amazes me how every aspect of earth sends a tribute to the rain. Form the choir of the wild life, to light that is so beautiful, I just cannot explain. It is just magical and nothing is quite more stunning then the rain drops in the light. Especially when it is dark and they turn metallic silver, under a lamp post in the dark of night. It is like looking at glitter falling from the sky. Such a colour I can’t explain, it near brings a tear to your eye. So I am going to sit out here night and drink my tea. As this is nature’s high; and I like the animals am as happy as can be. Written by Emma White 2013.
Posted on: Mon, 16 Sep 2013 12:02:23 +0000
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