Shakespearean Evening
This is the most beautiful sound I have heard in a long time. No pounding music comes from any room near, and so I am alone with the sound of rain falling steadily against the windows. What a solace for a heavy heart, this sound of rain. How rain can sometimes set a backdrop of despair and yet at others sow seeds of the Spring of rejuvenation. Rythmic drops lull me into a calm thoughtfulness.
I sip my water and continue work on Sonnet 98.