Dancing

{Written on June 12, 2015}

The rain here is now pouring lightly in a steady up and down beat; now pouring down harder, as I feel the raindrops on my arms as I write this on my mother's phone.

The sound of rain comforting me, God comforting me as I lean onto Him. The evening dark, but all I see is light.

Light, and I feel and see the rain even when I close my eyes and I an on the steps of my home, under shelter.

But I see Light; Light's fireflies and rain, and just light. 

Light, light.

All I saw was light as the evening was dark and few darker, and then I started dancing.

Dancing in the rain with music and rain softly playing, yet loud enough for me to hear and to be able to dance.

And I danced, dancing under the rain with the fireflies bobbing and dancing with me as I danced.As I danced with God and the fireflies and rain and more - much more, as I saw the second star to the right and straight until morning.