The misty, overcast day blanketing the world outside lends a soft glow of light around the edge of my closed curtains. It gives the room a darker, mysterious feel, as though something momentous is going on outside just out of my sight. I breathlessly make my way downstairs, hoping I know what I’ll find outside. I open the back door and smile as I discover the world outside has shifted into my favorite world of all. Mist hovers in the air all around, enveloping everything a few yards from me in every direction. The delicious aroma of the rain clings to the cool air and washes over my face. I step outside into it, allowing the rain to caress my skin with its refreshing goodness with each drop. I stand there, in the midst of it all with my eyes closed, listening to the soft sound of the rain meeting the earth and revel in the freshness it brings. I feel joy and contentment sweep over me as the world all around melts into my heart.
There is no other heart, like a rainy day heart.