Pitter, patter, hum.
Steady beat of a downpour.
Crashing against the Earth.
A sound that can be inhaled.
Then exhaled with a crisp undertone.
I live for these days.
The rhythm growing all around
Climaxing into profound music.
Nature speaks in melodies,
Using harmony to explore the depths.
It comes and goes,
The tingle of raindrops on my skin.
Submerged in the aquatic symphony,
I feel alive, all parts of me vibrate.
As if subconsciously I relay my tune.
A note or two off, a bit rusty.
But I find myself.
Matching the ferocity of the storm,
With subtle beauty.
I mentally capture this moment.
Then screaming at the top of my lungs,
I let it all out, setting it free.