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Almost My Favorite Sound

Writer's picture: Esther GoetzEsther Goetz

It’s (almost) my favorite sound in the world.

It’s happening as I write this.

I could listen to it all day and all night.

The sound of RAIN pitter-pattering on the roof.

[I get all goosebumpy when I hear it.]

RAIN speaks to quenching.

A parched soil. A parched soul.

[Calm washes through my body, my spirit responding in kind.]

RAIN speaks to cleansing.

A mucky home. A mucky heart.

[I peek outside, and can almost see the trees drinking it in.]

RAIN speaks to refreshment.

A weary world. A weary body.

[The idea of a nap in the middle of the day sounds just about right.]

RAIN speaks to redemption.

A hopeless day. A hopeless mind.

[A smile creeps to my lips, a glimmer of hope rising within.]

Thank you, RAIN.

I need you today.


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