Running in the Rain (88)

i love running in the rain

i think i always have - i love playing soccer in the rain - love splashing in puddles - love love love a warm rain - love a wet rain when its been dry - love a loud heavy rain when its been too quiet - love a rain that washes the trees and makes the leaves a vibrant green - love a rain that coaxes a plant to sprout from its seed - love rain drops that stream in your mouth - i do love the rain

ive havent loved every rain drop - not the careless raindrops that soaked a line of laundry - not the agrressive drops that washed away my lettuce and carrots seeds - not the too much too late rain that split my tomatoes - not the not now rain on a february ski day - and certainly not those cold hypothermic drops in november - not that rain that wouldnt quit that day hiking in wuppertal - i took refuge under a highway bridge -stripped off all my clothes and did push ups to keep from freezing - i didnt love that rain

and i fdont love the rain that is falling in pakistan - flooding communities - starving people - destroying crops - drowning children - a relentless remorseless rain - i hate that rain

it takes a big mental leap and twist to get my mind around loving a rain that can be so wonderful and refreshing, and so hurtful - this world is the only world ive got - where we all live on a kinife's edge - just far enough from the sun - with just enough water - just enough food - just enough

voltaire said this is the best of all possible worlds - i think i can either agree or go mad

i love running in the rain (88)

4.5 km