Something about the rain... It's cleansing. Refreshing. I can feel the earth drinking it in. I'm strongly anti-superstition and only think of spirituality as a pretty tale in which we dress our fears and longings, so this is more poetry than belief. But I do so love the rain, and I feel such gratitude when it pours down from the sky and quenches the grounds thirst. It refreshes my soul.
I can breathe in deeply and exhale fully when the air is rain-drenched. My heart feels relief - a lightening of her burdens. I can almost hear the plants sigh with happiness, stretching and crawling and groaning, awakening from their slumber, relishing the cleansing shower.
Yes, rain. You are welcome here.