The drops, the clear crystal drops from the cloudy skies, falling to the ground, being embraced by the thirsty ground. After a hot summer, the clouds roll over the countryside, the lightning brightening up my room, and the cracks of thunder that bring such a thrill to me, as I sit by the window.
Slowly, the raindrops start to fall, at first, and then swifter. Crystal pure drops roll down the window, matching the ones on my cheek, the tears. Tears do not represent weakness, it’s a symbol of power. Tears are a messenger. The messenger of unspeakable love, or unbearable grief, or deep moving of the heart. They speak more than a thousand words. Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of the earth, overlying our tough hearts.
The ground is no longer thirsty, but still, the raindrops fall. Down to the earth, but now forming a small circle of water that is significantly growing larger by the hours. The patter of the rain on the roof soothes me as I stare out the window. It seems the raindrops understand every piece of me. My tears, and the raindrops, are the same. Me, myself, and the clouds, are the same. The same way my soul got tired of holding the burden of not letting the tears fall, so did the clouds get weary of the heavy feeling. Slowly, and then faster, they let go, letting the crystal drops fall to the ground.
The raindrops understand my tears. They support the weight of my soul as I’m burdened down by the doing of my life. And here I sit, watching the rainfall, and though there’s a tear resting on my cheek, I smile. I smile because the burden is gone. The burden of not letting go. Looking up at the clouds, that keep being lighted up by the magnificent lightning that seems to be capturing me in awe, my smile grows brighter. Gone are the tears, the raindrops, there is now a feeling that everything will be okay. Not now, maybe not for a long time, but it will be okay.
“When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.” – Stephenie Meyer