Rain. Finally so replete in its resonance. And I – a small beam of light pattering against the window pane. And you, a small hurricane trembling through my body. And love, a silent force radiating through my bones. And hope – all the words I still have yet to say. And here – my life unfolding wild and tempestuously. Firm and cowardly. Bold and windly. Always trying to try to learn. Always trying to try to try.