A Resonating

I watched as the rain began to fall.

Just a few drops here and there across the pond.

Causing ripples to echo out from where they hit.

The rain started to fall harder, causing more and more ripples to the surface.

Soon the surface was a crescendo of drops, vibrating the entire surface.

This vibration continued as the rain fell.

Causing the pond to resonate with a harmony, a living, elemental presence, communicating on a level that defies physics.

Slowly I immersed myself in it’s symphony, letting it saturate my skin. Letting it’s connection to the ether flow through me.

The information from water millions of years old flowed unabated around me, teasing me with a knowledge we can can only guess at.

The summer shower, passed. Returning the pond to it’s quiet existence.

I emerged alive with it’s lingering power.