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Pause and Listen

This morning rain is pitter pattering on the trees and my roof.  I pause and listen.  The sound soothes me. I walk outside with bare feet, cool wet grass beneath my toes.  Raindrops are tapping on my head, my arms.  I am a flower taking in the nourishing water, my roots sinking deep into the ground, my face stretching …