RAINY DAYS
There was a time the raindrops fell from the sky, curing and washing all your hurt away. It causes the earth to rejoice of this blessing. Rain means blessings, blessings not only for us people but for other creatures as well. Rain means happiness, as children go out of their homes and wade and play with the cold raindrops. Adults take out their colorful umbrellas and walk together, when we look at them from the sky, they would look like flowers in a bloom. Rain symbolizes the coming of spring in other temperate countries, the time when buds open, leaves becoming green again, saying, “autumn and winter are gone, the red leaves and empty branches a memory….” The butterflies getting themselves ready, for the spring flowers open as soon rain comes, and all environment is moving and alive.
Do you like the rain? Me, I do. But sometimes I feel so grumpy whenever there’s rain because it means that I have to wear those heavy raincoats and parade down the street like a fireman who has lost its way home. But honestly, I love the rain. I like to shower myself, enjoy and forget the all my problems and miseries. Once, when I was in grade 1, I was tempted to bathe and enjoy myself in the rain. And it turned out that I did. I waded, kicked, played and frenzied myself and did not think of the reprimand I will get afterward. When my teacher saw me all soaked and wet, she almost swooned and she punished me, after drying up, of course. But I didn’t care. When my parents knew about this, I didn’t care. What was on my mind at that time was the nice feeling of being under the rain, being blessed with the entire blessings God has showered upon us.
Being in the rain and getting a cold are just some minor effects on being on the rain. Feeling happiness is a big, major effect on being on the rain. You feel God’s presence and you feel comforted of the way He has touched you with those powerful hands. Let me share to you a poem about rain:
There was a time the raindrops fell from the sky, curing and washing all your hurt away. It causes the earth to rejoice of this blessing. Rain means blessings, blessings not only for us people but for other creatures as well. Rain means happiness, as children go out of their homes and wade and play with the cold raindrops. Adults take out their colorful umbrellas and walk together, when we look at them from the sky, they would look like flowers in a bloom. Rain symbolizes the coming of spring in other temperate countries, the time when buds open, leaves becoming green again, saying, “autumn and winter are gone, the red leaves and empty branches a memory….” The butterflies getting themselves ready, for the spring flowers open as soon rain comes, and all environment is moving and alive.
Do you like the rain? Me, I do. But sometimes I feel so grumpy whenever there’s rain because it means that I have to wear those heavy raincoats and parade down the street like a fireman who has lost its way home. But honestly, I love the rain. I like to shower myself, enjoy and forget the all my problems and miseries. Once, when I was in grade 1, I was tempted to bathe and enjoy myself in the rain. And it turned out that I did. I waded, kicked, played and frenzied myself and did not think of the reprimand I will get afterward. When my teacher saw me all soaked and wet, she almost swooned and she punished me, after drying up, of course. But I didn’t care. When my parents knew about this, I didn’t care. What was on my mind at that time was the nice feeling of being under the rain, being blessed with the entire blessings God has showered upon us.
Being in the rain and getting a cold are just some minor effects on being on the rain. Feeling happiness is a big, major effect on being on the rain. You feel God’s presence and you feel comforted of the way He has touched you with those powerful hands. Let me share to you a poem about rain:
RAIN
Rain...Rain...
how sweet and lovely is a water from sky
..Rain..Rain..
it`s a wine of lovers...
Rain.. Rain..
it`s a lovers` pain...
Rain..Rain..
my misses and longing to you as a desret...
Rain..Rain..
aren`t you coming back again to me, ,
as a rain..come back to me as a coming rain..
come to wash my soul with a waters` sky..
with your hands...
hug me to you...my heart become sick from a sadness and pains..
Rain..Rain..
it been so long for waiting..
untill, i become addicted to your waiting and a patience..
Rain..Rain..
aren`t you coming back..
a rain already here..
please don`t let me alone with a rain...
by: hazem02@yahoo.com By hazem02
See? Isn’t it nice to stay under the rain? . Isn’t it nice?
What about you? What do you think? Do you feel like what I feel about rain? Raindrops and rain are the things which reminds us that God is always near and you can always feel his presence around us.
See? Isn’t it nice to stay under the rain? . Isn’t it nice?
What about you? What do you think? Do you feel like what I feel about rain? Raindrops and rain are the things which reminds us that God is always near and you can always feel his presence around us.
