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Tuesday 12 November 2019
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The Rain

The Rain

Rain…..Sometimes it makes me sad but other times its relaxing… I know that’s strange… 

Today I am in between. The fire place is on, and the smell of wood is consuming my sanctuary… It is days like this that I endure the deepest of reflections… There is nothing like the sound of the rain hitting the floor to bring up memories. The times that you were dancing in it or the times you cried with it… The time or maybe that moment when you didn’t have a care in the world. You became liberated with every drop that splashed upon your stress lines and tense eyes… It was releasing all of what “was” and all the worries of what could be.. It’s all about what is, washing the past away… I remember when I was a kid, I would just sit on the front porch and let the rain fall deep into my scalp and run all the way down my back. My mind was full of heated moments and hurtful situations and for that second, I felt cool.. Rain sometimes is the burden weighing down upon us when are working in it or walking in it after a long day’s work. It is what keeps us from the seeing the road while we are driving in the car or living life…OR maybe it makes us pay attention MORE when we are doing things that are important… well, that depends on the way you look at it… I believe rain is the tears of laughter from happiness that lies in all of us, and I believe it is also the tears that others can not cry… As I type this, peaking at the drops in the grey sky from my balcony, with my good book and wood from my fire activating my senses… I feel not sad but leaning towards relaxing…It’s strange….I am in between, in my warm sanctuary.



Simenona Martinez is an avid writer and business woman. She is passionate about making the world a better place.