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A Rainy Day


    Rain can make a the day gloom.   Rain can make the day shine blue.  I sit back, relax, and enjoy the soothing sounds of rain droplets hitting my window's side.  Eventually it all sound's as one.  Becoming numb to the outside world I slowly fall deep , deep into this unknown world. Drifting into this phenomenal world, I can hear mighty winds whisper dream upon bountiful dream.  I see trees that laugh and smile with glee , I wonder maybe this could possibly be a dream? I hear warm whispers ; sounding so close yet feeling so far.    The whispering voices say "don't waste time run child of mines!"  Looking off into the distant land I see a beautiful kingdom.  A kingdom one whispering voice told me is mines.   As I begin to run I feel like a kite. One that can glide ever so high through beach shore sides. I seemed to be suddenly struck by what felt like a frosty wave, instantly becoming frozen and pale ... One could say I became drained , drained of life.  Frozen in time, frozen in space, frozen in place. I fall..  I Realized my journey required a sudden pause. As the world around me filled with a cold chilly gloom.  Sudden Whispers appeared with tender loving care telling words I could not bare with my simple human ears.  The great whispers lifted me in the air simultaneously evoking the brightest blue glare, forcing me to squint my eyes. suddenly  I awake to a bright roaring crackle in the dark rainy night's sky. Pondering about the whispering voices who gave me a beautiful shine.              -Marquise Jay Molina   9/15/2013
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