Monday, August 20, 2018

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“Even though summers were mostly made of sun and heat, summers for me were about the storms that came and went. And left me feeling alone. Did all boys feel alone? The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.” While lightning, rain and thunder are making their way to the sky, I watch still and careless while the rain waters the earth beneathe my feet, while it washes away all the pain, the sorrow, the evil. I watch it in dismay while I sing my hopes to the sky and the new season which is around the corner, just a few weeks away. I'm breathless. The sky never looked so pretty, so dark and yet so joyous to let those drops of water fall down on me, on my head, my hands, my heart. It makes me wish for better things, happy things. A change. In the way I live, the way I breathe. The way I love. It makes me wanna fall, knees to the ground, hands deep until they touch the roots of these trees, of the earth and feel it breathing and living and whispering: rise now, child.

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