Summer rain

Rain drops down my face
like sweet honey on my throat
It's bliss this atmosphere of
a river dropping it's energy on the dried land
on a surface full of energy, alive by the heat
after the full moon, nature drinks it's essence.
Water source of life, so I've been told...
Sacred liquid on a summer day,
just now on the peak of the season reaching the solstice celebration!
Humm... No coincidences they say... Probably...
Have you ever danced in the rain? Truly giving 'n...
No worries about how you look,
who is watching and who else dears to join you!
Ahahah.... At least once in a life time...
Specially with this vibe in the air, with this feeling of life and
gratitude for one more day, for breathing and smiling...
Smell and feel the land underneath your feet, touch your inner self.
Breath, breath over and over... Let yourself go like a rain drop.
Liquid as we are nothing, but a perfect harmony with the elements,
that we try to break, by breaking the limits... Return, to yourself
inside out, there's a heart beat on the dirt under your feet... Feel.
Feel the wet land, notice how the colors spot out after the rain...
Smells like some kind of unique moment, when the land opens it's mouth
to the sky, sucking it all for living and whispering pure love afterwords...
The air is thick, hot and dried by the humid energy...
Life is everywhere... Step back and keep it loose...
Be grateful for this need with smooth words, smile and try to dance on
the land barefoot... Maybe you'll understand it, by simply
letting yourself go as a being in the nature.
Being alive receiving the sacred liquid on a summer day,
Enjoy it by absorbing the subtle meaning of a rain drop,
going down on your face through your body and...
Reaching the roots of your feet, suck it all and breath.
Being alive, breath over and over, faster or gentle but just
keeping inside that energy of a life drop that raises you up. Raise, raise
lighter... Dance or jump landing back on the land that embraces you,
yes it's just a way of binding to life. By setting free and full landing,
as a being in a whole universe and then... Drink it... Drink it all.
And... Breath deeply of pleasure on a dense summer day...
There's wind that softly cherishes you, the mild breeze of joy.

p.s. Luckly I've been enjoining this summer back home and felt "a chuva de verão em Portugal"!... Muito obrigada!