This morning about 5:30 the rain came crashing down naturally hard like it does in the mountains where its among friends and so doesn't hold back like it does in the cities where it's surprised to run into buildings and is pretty much not wanted, at least in quantities that exceed the capacity of the sewer system, and so it fell without reserve into the hug of the mountain and the arms of trees and the embrace of streams and the thirsty forest earth like they hadn't seen each other for a long long while and onto our roof that just happened to be in the middle of all this vibrant camaraderie, like stepping out of a subway into a parade, and what a lift to have such a sousa march of nature on the roof in the dawn fresh from the silence of dreams...
Thursday, April 18, 2002
This morning about 5:30 the rain came crashing down naturally hard like it does in the mountains where its among friends and so doesn't hold back like it does in the cities where it's surprised to run into buildings and is pretty much not wanted, at least in quantities that exceed the capacity of the sewer system, and so it fell without reserve into the hug of the mountain and the arms of trees and the embrace of streams and the thirsty forest earth like they hadn't seen each other for a long long while and onto our roof that just happened to be in the middle of all this vibrant camaraderie, like stepping out of a subway into a parade, and what a lift to have such a sousa march of nature on the roof in the dawn fresh from the silence of dreams...
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