At first, it
is just a
h a z e
in the distance.
But when she
comes, she hits
HARD
and
S T R O N G.
The storm has
arrived,
and with her
has come the
r
a
i
n
.
They ready their
shoes
and their
song soon
begins.
As they step out
to the stage,
the great audience
of
T h u n d e r
begins to cheer
but silence
returns when
they begin.
Starting slowly,
it seems as if
each
drop has a
s o l o .
One at a
time,
they
c a l m l y
come out.
But as time passes,
they dance
faster
and
faster,
trying to keep
up with the
beat.
Each one creates
an
intricate
move that plays
a part in the
bigger
picture of a
Rain Dance.
The song
g r o w s
louder
and
Louder
until the audience
cannot
take the suspense
any longer.
Thunder claps
continuously,
singing with the
song of the
dancers.
And when they
slow down, the
Thunder follows,
eagerly waiting
for the
next dance.
Will it be a waltz?
or
Will it be a free dance?
Whatever it might
be next time,
not one will
f o r g e t
what they saw
today—
A
Rain Dance.