The other night when it was raining, I came out on one of our balconies. The rain was falling on a a street light and on the tree next to it, luminous, like diamonds. I stood there, getting rained on, and watched the light and the rain, the light in the rain. A long forgotten part of me lurched into some kind of quiet, fell forward into beauty. Without thoughts.
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