I think of Charlie Chaplin, as I walk through rain. He said he likes walking in the rain, as no one can see his tears.

I know I’ll be busy and back to a normal routine after getting back home.

Yet, these moments of solitude and raindrops bring so much to the surface – emotions I dare not admit to myself.

droplets on petals

stain consciousness, slip like tears

-forgotten sorrows


15 thoughts on “Rain

  1. rain and charley chaplin…. then there’s rain and gene kelly…. and then there’s the one who collects our tears in a bottle with our name on it… rain inside or outside one get’s wet…. i like the expression of your emotions reflected in the raindrops…

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