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Raindrops

When it seems like hate and evil are raining down…hard from the sky above…it’s a good time to remind ourselves many of those raindrops are also filled with love.

So when I’m caught in a shower…when from the heavens raindrops pour…
the raindrops filled with love are the ones I’m looking for

I look for love between any people…any color, shape, gender or size…
It can usually be found in the smiles they share…or the joy in each other’s eyes 

I look at how people treat one another with kindness…I look for how love expands
the moment two people become one by the mere act of holding hands.

I look for people laughing…dancing…
I look for a…a whisper…a stolen kiss…
I look for old friends coming together and see the love as they reminisce.

I look for strangers helping strangers…
I look at how a box of candy, a card, or a bouquet of flowers can impress…
I look for silent exchanges of tenderness…a gentle touch…a sweet caress.

I look for a man putting his head on his wife’s tummy and suddenly becoming aware…
he’s about to become a father…there’s a life growing in there.

I look at one mother listening to another woman’s chest and crying tears of joy once she becomes aware…she listening to the sound of her sons’t heart…her son’s heart…transplanted there.

I look for couples enjoying a sunset…eating a romantic dinner for two…
I listen for all the times in a day I hear the words…I Love You.

Each raindrop of love…no matter how big or small…has its own wonder…its own reason to  celebrate…because each raindrop filled with love has the power to silence each raindrop filled with hate. 

And how do we know how much hate or how much love each raindrop might contain?
I imagine that all depends…
on how we view the rain.

Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2022

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