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Rain is a symphony

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As the snow falls lightly, and somehow rapidly, from the sky, beautiful and white, pure and solid it makes me long for the days when the rain would pound upon the window panes. Unlike the snow in almost every way, for the snow makes not one sound as it falls, and it sparkles in it's purity. One does love the snow as it is beautiful and pure, but it can never much match up to the rain for the rain is the snows stronger older brother.  The older brother that falls more rapidly pounding upon the windows and the rooftops as it dances across the sky and splashes everywhere it falls loudly and makes it's presence known. The snow is the younger quiet and shy little sister to the rain sweet and pure innocent and delicate. The rain is it's own symphony loud and beautiful it even has accompaniments such as the beautiful and bold lightning that flashes and rips dancing in it's beauty across the sky lighting up the entire world as it were it's personal stage. The lightning, it dances there beautifully as the rain and the thunder play together as a symphony loudly captivating their audience that is the world. No one need pay to watch this beautiful symphony it is free to anyone with eyes and you may look upon this stage of theirs known as the sky and smile maybe even laugh. Laugh because such a beauty is wondrous and yet it occurs so very often except in the long winter nights as the snow falls instead, the snow falls quietly and dazzlingly upon the earth freezing everything it is almost as if it stops time. So I sit and I watch, as the snow falls creating a white haze and hiding things underneath it's great mass, and long for the nights where the rain takes center stage and lights up the world showing everyone it's beauty.  Some fear the rain but only because it is so beautiful and loud that they are afraid to see it because they wonder if such a beauty could possibly be real or if it is make believe. So in the long winter nights I shall sit and I shall watch and I shall wait and long for the rain to fall again and captivate me in it's beauty so that maybe I can dance along with the lightning, for I am in love with the beauty and sound of the tinkle of the rain .
I was inspired to write this while staring out into the snow and it's purity when a strange longing for the nights filled with pounding of the rain came over me I hope you like it c:
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