spent days listening to rain…hitting windows…rushing through gutters…watched it form streams in streets…everything slick and shiny…asphalt glistened…
and it came down in different speeds…torrential downpours softening to a mist…never letting up…people walking in between drops to get home…seeking out awnings for temporary shelter…men in slickers…women carrying umbrellas…
rain gave comfort…it’s magic cast over town…a town that needed a cleansing…some kind of spell making it pure again…wiping soot off old bricks…washing blood on sidewalks from weeks gone past…
spent days listening to rain…just listening…
dmseay 