Dancing with the Rain

Dancing with the Rain

If I open my eyes, will I finally see that rainbow? Who’s to know?

I can certainly see it reflected in my mind the way the colours merge through from the faintest pink reflection into the well known colours red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet, with the faintest edge of pink once again. All vibed in a merging flow, smudged perfectly together.

My eyes rolling along the colours, over and over, whilst the droplet of rain that hit my forehead less than a second ago rolls down the inner edge of my eye, tickling the left side of my nose. Hesitating very slightly and teetering on the top edge of my lip. Lightly as a feather, drifting towards the bow at the centre of my top lip. A taste of tepid water stays on my tongue. The rest rolling off hitting the inner edge of my lower lip grazing my chin as it falls straight down to the ground. Splashing silently into the puddle collecting at my feet.

“Sonny come on in, you’ll catch your death out there..”

“Ok, mum just give me a moment”

Prrrr tu tu tu prrrrr prrrrr pop pop prrrr tu tu tu tu tu tu almost like a rhythmic tune the rain sings along.

It’s fresh, pure scent in the air cleansing away the dust particles surrounding me. A waterfall of warmth and refreshing cool all at the same time. Kissing its way along my skin, slipping and sliding down lovingly.

In the back of my mind I see myself spinning around in circles. Laughing joyfully as I dance along with the rain.

It’s the perfect partner, whispering, comfortingly close whilst giving me space to move in my own way.

A spin here, a wiggle there. A graceful ballerina pose, just without their precision and skill.

There is no way in this world I could ever manage to be up there on the ends of my toes. I’m far too clumsy for that. But the rain doesn’t care it cheers me on anyway. Clapping the floor as I sway, happy that I’m here with it. I carry on along with it, arms outstretched and fingers dipped. An aeroplane of movement gliding and slicing through. The rain caressing my hand as it flows along in time. We have our very own shared rhythm until we finally part. Saying our goodbyes until another day.

I sigh to myself! Take a deep breath and open my eyes. Still looking upwards to the darkness of night. To the glimmers of sparkling diamonds twinkling through the black.

“No rainbows this time Sonny .. maybe next time hey.”

I tell myself hopefully. After all you never know. The sun shines through the rain all of the time, creating rainbows as it does so.

I can remember many occasions in the past when it did just that and it was so beautiful to see. I also remember running out into the rain the second it began to fall.

All so I could twirl and dance, drinking in the beauty of the rain itself.

I still love the feeling of dancing in the rain. The memories stay strong.

Maybe next time it rains I will once again see that rainbow and get to dance in the beautiful crystalline drops of blue see-through wonder.

“Sonny you need to come inside. The rain is getting heavy now”.

“Yes mother I know…”

I can feel its change of temperament as it starts throwing pelts at my skin, almost like shards of ice, stabbing through my pores as it drums its message against my skin.

“Your time here is over Sonny Bowman, go inside and put your dancing shoes away. When you see the rainbows again you may dance in my presence once more. Until that very day, inside I’m afraid you must stay”

“SONYA BOWMAN GET INSIDE THIS VERY MINUTE . ….I won’t ask you again..”

“Ok mum…I’m on my way….”

I hear the thunder rumbling in the distance. A storm is on its way.

I turn towards the house, the puddle splashing across my feet as I do so.

“Ugh…”

Although I generally love the rain, the puddles are too much. Soaking through my shoes and socks, causing a squishy, squelching, heavy coldness, making them drag along like a sack of coal, beneath me.

“Atchoo” A sneeze begins, and I know just what I’ll hear from my mother’s lips.

“I told you so…”

But she’ll never understand!

Searching for that rainbow will be my miracle in life. It’s all I’ve ever wanted for as long as I can remember. It’s all I’ve ever wanted ever since that day.

“Woof woof… “

“Ajax there you are where have you been?…”

My dog runs up to greet me, nudging himself under my hands, guiding me along in his own special way. He won’t let me walk alone, he helps me everyday.

“Good boy Ajax, you want me to come in. What would I do without you…”

I pat and praise him.

“”Go on then… lead the way..”

I make it back indoors, just as the lightning strikes. I narrowly escape it. A shiver down my spine.

“That was a close one Ajax…”

“Woof …” comes his reply. Watching the storm together through the window. Listening to its anger and rage. I’m glad to be safe and warm inside. With those moments from the past.

Unlike that fateful night. When lightning chased me along. With it’s zigzagging accuracy it followed me around. Unable to escape it, no matter how I tried. It hit me hard and threw me to the ground, burning hot as it did so.

It caused me some head trauma and took away life’s beauty. Casting shadows on my life. Annoyed with me somehow. Destroying my previous vision. It changed my whole perception.

The world became much darker and the shadows my new friends. I started seeing differently than I ever had before. The night became my everything. The daytime fading away. Along with that once joyous time of yesterday. Back when the rain was my best friend and not the enemy of today.

That day out in the thunderstorm. I lost a part of me. When the lightning struck the tree right by, causing it to fall and hit me, taking away my sight as we crashed downwards together. I was extremely lucky not to die that day at least not physically. I keep my memories alive. So vivid in my mind. I still get to hear, feel, taste and smell the rain.

Maybe one day in the future the rain and me will dance together again.

The day when I open my eyes and see that rainbow in the sky.

Sonya

The End.