Bathing in the sun

I've known rain for quite some time, now, with all her possible feelings, moods and emotions. But it was only recently that I decided to write about it and all the interesting stuff she taught me during my long wanderings along the way.

Though I wasn't aware, it was an experience I definitely needed. I needed to learn how to love, hate, kiss, cry, laugh, thrill, walk, run, enjoy and dislike from the bottom of my heart, no fears and no regrets. There is, however, one single thing that she did not teach me: it was something about the next day -- the day the sun will come back up on the sky and show you the road to happiness. With other words, hope.

I consider myself to be a lucky person. Most likely this is why, the other day, he appeared straight into my face, to let me know that there are things I still need to see and try. The rainbow was superb that evening, when he showed himself to me, and to me alone.

After seeing the rainbow, my first instinct was to talk to him. It was one of the best decisions I have ever taken. After all, the rainbow comes only to predict the sunrise. You will excuse the quality of my mobile phone taking pictures and find the little but wonderful rainbow in the lower right hand side.


Just as I suspected, he told me that the sun is right at the corner of the street and the only thing I need to do is just reach out and believe. I believed and I stayed there to wait for the sun. It was really amazing: a whole new world came into my eyes. I took one little step to see how things are. I liked it, so I took another step... and another, and another, and another. Magnificent.

It was all about bathing in the sun, to feel its warmth and joy of living. It was all about having the nerve to take the next step. It was all about being willingly enough to hope for the better. And you know what? Since then, I am constantly bathing in the sun, with hope.

One thing is for sure: you can never really appreciate the sun if you cannot learn how to love the rain.