I love the rain, I love to be out in it, I love letting it wash over me. All range of emotions are covered by the rain. Some feel when it rains things are bad. I say when it rains we are renewed and the sun that will follow and dry us is made more special by the rain.
Standing, dancing, in the rain
Points well taken, heeled and trained
Laughing, dancing in the rain
Try and try, it’s not in vane
Crying, dancing in the rain
Listen to voices, rise and gain
Screaming, dancing in the rain
Join with voices, joys and pain
Singing, dancing in the rain
Until sun does set and wane
Praying, dancing in the rain
Visions to make a future sane
Clapping, dancing in the rain
I am small, as rice and grain
Cheering, dancing in the rain
My creator loves me, this is plain
I love the rain, when you cry no one can tell. When you dance you do not over heat, when you sing your voice is heard, when you listen he speaks. Rain give life and when you choose to dance within it to celebrate or to despair you are refreshed. I am reminded how small I truly am and how bless as well. To be so small and yet have the ear of my creator who waters my soul with his life giving rain.
When it rains in your life you can despair or you can dance.
I dance and while I dance, I cry, cheer, sing, clap, scream, pray and laugh. As my father waters my soul and washes me clean. I need but listen and all is made clear in silence and the rain.
Some will walk in the rain, while others just get wet.