Music Inside

She dances in the rain. The cold of it soaks through her dress, chilling her skin, drenching her hair. The rivulets of it run down her face like tears, but she isn’t crying, not now. Not in this moment, as the thunder cracks and the lightning strikes and the rain pours and pours and pours.

She dances in the rain, leaping in time with booms of thunder, pirouetting in time with flashes of lightning, uses the bounce of the raindrops on the pavement as her beat. Her steps are light and she soars along, her heart full of happiness.

She dances in the rain, her face tilted up to the storm. She laughs delightedly.

-Maura Kenny

[03/02/17: lake, storm]

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