In Her Eyes

I watched her as she marveled at what was before her. 
She stood on the window sill and watched as the rain poured. 
There was a mixture of fear and excitement in her eyes.
As she wondered where it began.
While watching it come to an end on the ground. 

She reached her hand out the window so she 
Could catch the raindrops before they hit the ground. 
She grabbed at them one by one and 
Burst into laughter as if the best joke had been told.

As she jumped off the window sill I got a little bit sad.
I thought that her amazement had come to an end.
But then I realised that she wanted to run outside.
So that she could be immersed in it. 
So that she could stare at it as it landed on her face 
Like snow on Christmas morning. 

She did not know that it could give her a cold. 
She did not know that she would have to change her clothes. 
In that moment it was just her and the rain. 
And it made me wonder when last I marveled at the rain. 
And saw it for what it is. 

Rain can be a feeling.
A washing away. 
Rain can be tranquility.
An agent for growth.

So next time it rains 
Do yourself a favour.
Pretend you're two years old.
And see rain as an adventure.
Dance in it, catch rain drops, 
And laugh until your stomach hurts.
I am an Occupational Therapist by profession, but I have many roles that bring meaning to my life. In short, I love people, books and love.

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