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Looking at the Moon After Rain
The heavy clouds are broken and blowing,
From “Looking at the Moon After Rain” by Li Po
And once more I can see the wide common stretching beyond the four sides of the city.
I fell in love with with storms a few years ago. We could see out over the edges of the city into the vastness of the Everglades from our 40th floor balcony in downtown Miami. I grew to love the rolling in and rolling out of storms from that perch.
The city lights made watching storms at night a different experience. The contrast of storm cloud colors was more difficult to discern. The building lights did not delineate gray from blue. The stars did not punctuate sheets of rain as they fell. The moon faded in and out behind giant puffs of darkness. Storms were like movies with frames marked by skyscrapers.
The moon after rain reminds me of the night’s power. To calm. To cleanse. To soothe. To heal. To see. I still watch storms from our new window. I watch them roll in and out and dance with the moon. There is comfort in knowing storms come and go, yet the moon remains.
About Katie
From Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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