The Rain Falls

The rain falls in a steady beat, dripping rhythmically outside, only adding to my sleepiness. The downpour, thunder, and lightning that we’d all like to see never come, it’s just the quiet trickle of rain that hardly warrants a jacket. It’s not even enough to be annoying. Standing there for a moment, time seems to be suspended. If only it were. I could stay there forever, so dreamlike and serene. I step to move away, and like waking up from a dream, I almost trip down the stairs. What a dream, Lord. Just keep me in touch with reality. Is it wrong to slip into my own little heaven?

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