Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main…
~Thomas Lovell Beddoes
It is raining again, although, this is not surprising to me. I have decided that it rains often here. It rained almost non-stop for my first week on the island. It continues to rain… sometimes falling softly, at other times quite heavily, and often blowing sideways with the wind. Sometimes we have fantastic storms with much lightning and thunder and at other times, it is so quiet that I can hear fat drops slapping on the leaves outside my window. Sometimes it rains in the late afternoon ( such is the case as I type this). But my favorite time for the rain to come is early in the morning, between 4 and 5am.
Yesterday morning, I had the privilege of being able to sit on our back porch and enjoy the early morning shower. Watching the raindrops catch the light from the kitchen window brought my mind to the quote above. They seemed to fall from nowhere and glimmer for the faintest moment before disappearing once again into the darkness. It was perfect.
I am not much more than one of those little raindrops. I am just a glimmer in the darkness and yet, the image of hundreds of thousands of those little glimmers shining brings a smile to my face.