I could hear the rain this morning as it rapidly approached. A somber song, falling among the leaves. It was a noisy chorus of drops, much like an echo of wind. the sound was a crescendo like the music of a horror movie as a fair warning of dire consequences of remaining stationary. Yet sometimes, we need to feel the rain on our face as it washes away the stress and refreshes the spirit. Never fear the rain, for there is often a rainbow to be found after the storm has passed.