The rain fell, pitter-pat
To the earth below
Taking its time getting there
Knowing it only had one place to go

It whispered, “There is time to spare.”
So I listened to the stories it told
Its quiet assurance, its steady pace
Calmed my weary soul

The cover of clouds a welcome blanket
Providing my eyes a much needed break
From the light that blinds and pushes me
To go from the moment I wake

All this to say I love the sun
And the growth that comes with its days
But I will never love or grow as much
As I do on the days that it rains