Spring is the time for showers and flowers. Sometimes, though, showers explode into storms. Black skies...rolling thunder... relentless downpours. The lyricism of gentle rain suddenly shifts keys. To darker, more discordant notes.
Shutters close. Windows lock. This is not nature at its kindest. And most people understand it that way. But not all!
Kids are infamous for splashing and splurging in the rain. Defying the odds. They can often be spied doing the craziest Gene Kelly things out there. But even more surprising are the adults out there. Poets or neurotics, you'll see some of them trudging easily through the downpour under the merest of umbrellas. What's that all about?
Here's a guess.
Some of us in our vintage years get more in touch with what for so long we took so much for granted. Sunshine... trees ...grass ... kids...dogs..lilac bushes...starlings...worms...oh yes, and rain storms. If ever you get caught out there and find yourself getting wet, this is the thought that might come upon you. Not all of you, to be sure, but to the more poetic and/or neurotic:
Life is not about surviving the storm; it's about dancing in the rain
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