If the rain could talk, what would it say?

“I have this dream where I feel like I’m always falling.”

“I’m so happy to be free of the clouds”.

“Drink me.”

“I hope there is someone down there ready to catch me or I’m screwed!”

“Some of us fall, some of us dive, and some of us choose to soar.”

“Bye sky. Hi ground.”

“Why do I never stop to smell the flowers?”

’‘I was happy in the sky’’

“I’m here to make John miserable because I know he hates rain more then anything else in the world.”

Another thing that got forgotten was the fact that against all probability a tiny raindrop had suddenly been called into existence several miles above the surface of an alien planet. And since this is not a naturally tenable position for a raindrop, this poor innocent raindrop had very little time to come to terms with its identity as a raindrop before it then had to come to terms with not being a raindrop any more. This is a complete record of its thoughts from the moment it began its life till the moment it ended it.

Ah… ! What’s happening? it thought. Er, excuse me, who am I? Hello? Why am I here? What’s my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Calm down, get a grip now… oh! this is an interesting sensation, what is it? It’s a sort of… yawning, tingling sensation in my… my… well I suppose I’d better start finding names for things if I want to make any headway in what for the sake of what I shall call an argument I shall call the world, so let’s call it my stomach. Good. Ooooh, it’s getting quite strong. And hey, what’s about this whistling roaring sound going past what I’m suddenly going to call my head? Perhaps I can call that… wind! Is that a good name? It’ll do… perhaps I can find a better name for it later when I’ve found out what it’s for. It must be something very important because there certainly seems to be a hell of a lot of it. Now – have I built up any coherent picture of things yet? No. Never mind, hey, this is really exciting, so much to find out about, so much to look forward to, I’m quite dizzy with anticipation… Or is it the wind? There really is a lot of that now isn’t it? And wow! Hey! What’s this thing suddenly coming towards me very fast? Very very fast. So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like… ow… ound… round… ground! That’s it! That’s a good name – ground! I wonder if it will be friends with me? And the rest, after a sudden wet plop, was silence. Curiously enough, the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of petunias as it fell was Oh no, not again.

@mo: Good call, haven’t thought of that in years! Lurve.

“Mir bitte helfen, ich fallen!”

“please proceed to drown in my sorrows”

Look lady, I know you’re not happy to see us, but just think about how beautiful your peonies will be in the spring since we stop by so often. Stop bitching at us, we’re just doing our job.

“Hi!” or “Hey is anyone else feeling damp or wet? I feel very uncomfortable…”

“Wheeeeeeeeeee!”

Bobby, don’t run ahead of mommy and daddy or you’ll

@asmonet: You took the words right out of my mouth.

Ahhhhhhhh!

Then it gets all silent.

I just picture it singing.

Oooh! So cold! Oh, wait, it’s getting warmer… getting warmer… getting warmer… ge-

@wondersteph: It’s snowing today and the snow and sun make it glitter and the glitter and your comment make me think of a tinkling, glittering music as it falls. I hope it is still snowing tonight because the effect will be magnified with street lamps.

Muaaaahahahaaaa, you thought you were going to mow your yard today, muaaaahahahaha. the rain is a prankster

“That guy has a bald spot.”

I think it says “God bless you” as it falls down.

@EmpressPixie I’m jealous. Could you send some my way so I can watch it snow, too?

I think I says ” Here I am, trying to cleanse the world from everything that hurts it”

if it was acid rain it would be tripping out all the way down

“Why do I look like everyone else? I want to be unique!”

It would be on the phone to it’s attorney wondering why it hadn’t seen a DIME in revenue from Prince, The Beatles, CCR, Burt Bacharach, Slayer, or any of the countless other musical artists who have been using it in their songs for years.

“Im so sexy i make everyone wet…”

I appear, disappear and reappear. I am newborn, I am ancient. I am one, I am a million. People dislike me because to them I am inconvenient, which saddens and confuses me. I sustain them and their world so they can live and flourish – and flourish they do. They build many, many… Trees? Without branches or leaves, but they are so large and tall, what else might they be? And they grow so fast! I raise trees in years, humans raise them in mere months. Their trees must also be better than mine because they demolish mine to create theirs. It saddens me – I cared for those trees – but I must also keep sustaining people. I try. I try so hard to help these new trees grow… But they do not, no matter how frequently I feed them. It is almost as if I hurt them. They become discolored and what humans call “rusty”, which displeases people so much.

I am running out of the trees I know how to feed, and I hurt these new ones. I do not know my purpose anymore. I am becoming withdrawn – my visits are less frequent. When I do decide to visit, I find more and more that I only cause damage. The ground rejects my visits as if my departure has hurt its feelings and spits me right back out. I rush – too powerful, I can’t slow down! – into the dwellings of humans! They curse me, hurt my feelings. I retreat, for even longer.

Now. I still want to visit humans. I can not resist, I am here to help them live. But every once in a while there is a curious sensation… A burning. During these times, when I visit, I no longer recognize myself. I kill everything. My trees, the trees humans build, humans, animals.

My resentment and despair cover everything now, just as my love and devotion used to. I appear, disappear and reappear… Changed.

@ DrasticDreamer
That was beautiful, incredible, poetic, horrifying, scary, examining, and unique.

Hooray for me!! Back to the sea!!

@DrasticDreamer Lovely!

Thanks, guys! I didn’t even think it was that good. Heh. :)

I hear that most raindrops think that way. But put a few drops together…

why? why me…......SPLAT!!!