dancing in the rain

I remember the long car rides as a kid
Where the rain was pouring down so hard
Seeing anything at all was nearly impossible
This heavy rain used to make my anxiety spark to life
What happens if it never stops?
How will I survive if it keeps coming down forever?

So for however long that water fell from the sky
I’d sit there and worry
Worry about everything from drowning
To not being able to find my way home in its chaos

Always, eventually, the rain came to a slow sprinkle
And then it stopped all together
The sun broke the clouds
And the birds sang their songs

Imagine my relief all of the hundreds of times
I’d experienced this as a kid

Only now have I seen the truth behind the rain
I’ve found the lesson in the mud

It will always slow down
All of the nasty things you experience
The things that forbid you from feeling anything positive
Or blind you from seeing that next step

They never last

Certain things in life have to run their course
You can sit and mourn in the thick of it
Though that certainly won’t speed up the process

So why not simply change your perspective
Go dance in the rain
Laugh in its face while you stomp and kick through the puddles
Show it just how resilient you are

Before you even realize it
The only water falling from the sky
Will be the dripping of your wet clothes
And the droplets off the green leaves

You’ll be glad for it all
And you’ll be a little stronger too

-Kelsi

Published by Kelsi

It's about the way you become weightless when the pen seems to be moving all by itself--or the way your fingers glide over the keys, typing word after word with no clear direction, only the burning desire to keep going. That's what I'm here for and that's what I've come to share with you.

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