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Saturday, June 13, 2009


I love the sound of rain. When you hear it pitter patter on a leaf canopy it feels, instinctively, like a giver. A nourisher. Something which, despite the occasional display of anger, is essentially benign.

In the humidity and while alone on the verandah I sit in pre-dawn light as clouds frisk one another, firing off electric spears. Barbs that illuminate the grumbling backdrop with flashes of pure energy.

Now, in the steamy heat of a tropical morning, the romance of rain is all too evident. Who among us could fail to be moved by this magical scent? It is nature’s musk.

But this rainstorm also intimidates, as if in rebuke for the fact that we ignore it.

It is a sleeping giant; a force that waits for us to wake and praise its importance, while we, in our ignorance, fend it off with cheap umbrellas.

posted by Kirk at 11:29 pm  

1 Comment »

  1. Hi. I like the way you write. Will you post some more articles?

    Comment by GarykPatton — June 16, 2009 @ 4:47 am