Rain Under Your Umbrella

The simple phrases “Rain under your umbrella”, I’m not quite sure where I ever got those words entering my head. Maybe when I read “Salad Days” in past few years behind. Well, you may have been reading my post about “Dark Rain” before, yes my small city is under melancholy rain right now. Suddenly thoseLanjutkan membaca “Rain Under Your Umbrella”

Does the rain make you wistful?

If I sat one afternoon in which heavy rain falls. Maybe I’ll let the inner me to pause for a moment of silence. My concern can be absolutely nil. And if you tried to call, maybe I will not answer. I brought down to earth with rain in the afternoon. My voice is a patterLanjutkan membaca “Does the rain make you wistful?”

Letting Go of Thoughts

Since these days always rainy in my little town, maybe my mind gets dazzling easily. Rain makes me feel softer and slower than I used to be. Be it is I love being able just hearing the sound of celestial tears drop around me. Then, I found a nice poem by T. Merton saying, TheLanjutkan membaca “Letting Go of Thoughts”

Whispering Rain On Yogyakarta

Almost one month ago, Bali had entered its rain season this year. My family always call me to make sure everything were fine while I’m in Yogyakarta. And my answer always the same, if Yogyakarta is always sunny as ever (I felt like the climax of a global warming effect every day). I think JogjaLanjutkan membaca “Whispering Rain On Yogyakarta”