Rain

3:00am. Rain outside getting harder and harder. Increasing in vocal steps and sequences, until you're expecting to hear the thunder next. Subsides for a moment then starts again. And you're sitting there, awake at this mid-point hour, between night and morning, suddenly thinking about Noah. Or the local flood of 1996. And then just as suddenly ..... silence. And this time, you think it has faded away. That it's over. A temporary calm takes place ..... But the storm's not over!!! It reinforces its stubborn dominance!! Refusing to let you relax or forget. Like you forgot its presence in this place. Like you forgot its name!

All which brings to mind the Jackson Browne song, "You Love the Thunder." ..... "and you love the rain."

And rain, thunder and silence each has their own unique varying degrees of intensity and beauty. And suggestions of renewal. Especially in the dark of night where it's mostly hidden. And in the shadows. But not if you close your eyes.