Rain

by Ritzy Ritzhaupt written February 2014 updated

Smile, it’s raining in Seattle.
Tiny little drops wash the day away.

Breathtaking moisture caresses you with soft gentle drops, that should annoy, but their tender sweetness makes you feel alive.  It had been a lovely day to be outdoors.

In Seattle it’s said, “If you don’t like the weather, wait ten minutes and it will change”.  Many times that’s exactly what happens. Then, there are those days that melt your heart, certainly not from the heat, but from a glorious beauty. 

Mountain ranges and blue water touch your inner most thoughts.  It’s in one of those moments, when a rhythm burst forth deep from within the raw you.

The excitement and beauty claim your soul; your entire being, holding you in a wondrous embrace that comforts the being, to the core of its existence.

Feeling as though, one wrapped in swaddling clothes. The embrace captures the essence of whom and what you are.

Your embedded with bands of steel, giving knowledge and caring love, to the flesh that is known to be the person I think is special, a true Washingtonian.

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2 thoughts on “Rain

  1. Ritzy, What a wonderful poem from the heart of a Washingtonian! I guess we share a passion for our home as well as writing. I am so glad I ran into you at Costco. What an encouraging meeting. Keep writing. I can’t wait to read your book.
    Stacy

  2. Thank you Stacy for your kind words. And the book… sat at Palmer’s East in Redmond and wrote more about Billy Bob, one of my characters. The words just seem to flow when I’m there. Great meeting you also!

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