Rain, rain, don't go away

Oh rain. It's wonderful and deadly. It creates life and also destroys it. It's raining now and it seems like it will never stop, but I know differently. It'll stop tonight or early in the morning, it always does. Rain is a awesome power of force and nature. How can it be that so many hate it? I will never know because I will always get different answers, different opinions on how the rain is for each person. Though it seems like nobody wants the rain to ever drench them or walk in the majesticness of it.

Consider this; what if you were a raindrop? Born only to fall with your siblings and die in a suicide you cannot escape. You'd be hitting pavement, mountains, valleys, people, buildings, cars, and animals. Or would you believe that this suicide could be a freedom is which you are a raindrop forming into a one of a kind snowflake? Only to fall and be melted or used to be played in. Would you be apart of a snow angel or snowman? Or would you be plowed away with the rest of your family. Or better yet, would you turn to hail and fall hurting others depending on your size? Would you be a so-called army of pellets to die a warriors death?

We may never know how it would feel. But picture it; just walking through the puddles watch the raindrops make a splash in them. Getting soaking wet to feel alive and more like yourself. And even if you were a raindrop you could become part of a stream, a river, even the sea. You could cause floods only because the clouds and air willed it that way. Rising to destroy human nature, then simmering down to a mere stream, one that is walked on by the human being. Can you picture it. I know I can, I've been sitting here watching the rain. Going from a sprinkling to a downpour to a slushy raindrop to a sprinkling again. The rain is powerful no doubt as are the clouds that produce this awesome force.

Just imagine; being a raindrop.