Torrential rains drench my very green garden. The large windows of my bedroom open out to this beautiful site. Leaves burdened with rain droplets droop heavily while grass blades dance in the now sunlit garden. Rains have come and with it a newness and a looking-forward to, towards a time of refreshing.
The 'looking-forward to' does not come easy. Thunder and lightening precede the rains. Sky becomes so dark, the late afternoon resembles the night. Wind whips the trees that seem to apologetically sway to its tune. All is so foreboding, one wonders whether rains can bring such a newness.
So is life - seasons change. Some sweet, some dark and some heavy. As life always is, it does not last. When it is past, a newness is born. A life changing experience is born and a life is changed. A mind set is changed and an attitude is changed. A way of life is changed.
Rain, it must. Change - one must.
The 'looking-forward to' does not come easy. Thunder and lightening precede the rains. Sky becomes so dark, the late afternoon resembles the night. Wind whips the trees that seem to apologetically sway to its tune. All is so foreboding, one wonders whether rains can bring such a newness.
So is life - seasons change. Some sweet, some dark and some heavy. As life always is, it does not last. When it is past, a newness is born. A life changing experience is born and a life is changed. A mind set is changed and an attitude is changed. A way of life is changed.
Rain, it must. Change - one must.
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