ULAN

"Pagmasdan ang ulan
Unti-unting pumapatak sa mga halaman at mga bulaklak
Pagmasdan ang dilim
Unti-unting bumabalot sa buong paligid ay umuulan"

I don't know what is with the rain but there's this certain feeling deep inside me that I couldn't easily explain whenever I hear the raindrops falling on the rooftop and whenever I feel the breeze of air. It was the first shower of May...a blessing so they say. So I went out to play sports under the rain...and I smelled the ground. No, it isn't really something that you'd want to smell like that of a popcorn being popped or the delicious food your mom is cooking in your kitchen. But the smell brings a certain familiarity. It's as if there are memories that are treasured with it. And then the feeling surged in me.It 's like the feeling of reliving your puppy love. It is that kind of joy that you can hardly exlpain. But unlike most of my memories, it brings no person with it. I couldn't even pinpoint the event or the people involved or practically anything relevant at all.

Most people associate the rain with sadness because raindrops are like teardrops.
Darkness is like the feeling we have inside when we're alone.
Thunders and lightning sometimes even represent the rage we have inside.

But no...it's just not the case for ne.
Instead, I associate with it a certain happiness...not the kind of happiness you have for learning that there's no classes for today...it's more of somthing....so...so...unexplainable.


"Buhos na ulan aking mundo'y lunuring tuluyan
Tulad ng pag-agos mo di mapipigil
Ang puso kong nagliliyab
pag-ibig ko'y umaapaw
Damdamin ko'y humihiyaw sa tuwa"