Dancing in the Rain
Dancing in the Rain
Dancing in the Rain,
I love the rain.
I spent 30 years of my life in the desert,
and only saw a little rain.
E agora,
I live in a country and a place where it rains.
When it rains,
I feel like a child again.
I do not have a car so I walk everywhere.
You would laugh if you saw me,
Bundled up in layers of warm clothes,
and two jackets,
One to stay warm and the other to repel the rain.
And, then, I go outside,
I stand at the door and look at the rain falling.
I say Bom Dia Alegria (Good morning Joy),
I cover my head and face,
Throw my backpack over my shoulders,
And begin to walk.
The rain smells so pure,
A cool breeze on my face,
Cars and trucks driving past,
Splashing more water on me,
I just smile and laugh.
I have two pairs of shoes that I alternate daily,
Today, this pair is wet but I must continue to wear,
Because the other pair is still drying from yesterdays walk.
It's ok.
I have a belief not to worry because ...
God provides
My clothes and shoes will dry,
And, I will warm up again,
To prepare to walk again tomorrow.
This is my journey,
It was planned out for me long before I knew.
So, I ride the wave and keep jumping in puddles,
And keep putting a smile on my face.
Finally,
Like the saying says,
When you are experiencing grief,
And, you are suffering,
Cry ...
Cry ...
Cry ...
Because no one can see you crying in the rain!
~ PaulyGsWorld
Copyright © Paul Garcia | Year Posted 2025
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