"late rainy winter night thoughts"
When it come to Rain , those little water drops shifts me entirely into another dimension .. it reminds me by grand mothers days where we used to watch it falling from behind the window's pane of this little farm of ours and she used to tell me make a wish .. wishes are granted when it rains .. really id trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday ... 30 years later and im still this little kid when it rains .. i bike i run i lie down on the grass .. what ever .. rain injects life back in those dried, brittled veins of mine ..
And when i used to ask her grand ma why wishes are granted when it rains she'd tell me because heaven's doors has to be opened for the rain to fall so when you make a wish it goes through the 7th skies and right into God's hands... No matter the time that passes id still trade my whole life for a glimpse of those yesterdays .. I'd instantly recall Miss Mary hopkins when she Sang her legendary hit "those were the days" by far this might be my all time favorite song yet the hardest for me to listen as it brutally triggers every single memory inside me of everything i once owned but already lost ..
Its like being hit mercilessly by a thorned whip right on every widely opened never healed wound inside your soul ..
They say that home is where your heart is.. Once upon a time it had been a house in the suburbs... And Now, nothing was left of it...
