There is rain falling in fat droplets outside my window.
It is 12:00 at night and I can't sleep.
I can't sleep because
I have to know
every sound that the rain makes when it hits my window,
remember every beat as it hits the ground,
memorize every roar of thunder and
listen to every crack of lightning.
I can't fall asleep because the world is awake
and I still have to much to learn from it.
Every howl of the wind is a lesson that I have yet tohave heard.
And every sound of one raindrop hitting the roof of this house
one after one,
after one,
after one,
after one
makes me feel a little less alone in this world,
because it tells me that the storm is coming
and I better learn to dance in it
and I will make memories
from each sleepless night
because of the rain
and it tells me that we can all get picked up by life
and get carried away with the rest of the world.
And we will show true beauty,
power,
responsibility,
leadership
and maturity in those moments.
But we all hit the pavement at one point
and we all land on our *****
and sometimes it hurts more then others
and sometimes you can't get back up the way you use too.
But eventually we will work our way back up to where we were before. The rain teaches me that from those moments
we will have changed
and we will have learned lessons we didn't want to learn
but needed too.
So how can I possibly sleep
when the world still has so much to teach me
and I still have so much to learn?