"What is rain, Emory?" A mousy girl stood besides a boy at a large window, watching the rain fall, and the great grey clouds billow.
"What do you mean, Olli? What is rain made of?" Emory asked, still looking out the window.
"No... I mean, are they tears? Gods tears?"
"I don't think so... Maybe God is watering the earth in the same way that we water the garden, and the clouds are mud and the thunder is His voice speaking to his plants, He's just so far up that we can't hear the wordsw clearly." Emory declared.
"So, what is the lightning?" Olli asked.
"Oh... weeds?" He offered.
"No, I don't think their weeds, Emory... what if they're sunshine? You know, plants need water, which is the rain, soil, or mud, and sunshine to grow." She smiled.
"Yeah, that's it. But what if one day we find out that it's not all that, what else could it be?" he asked.
"If not tears, or water from a watering can.... Maybe rain is water sloshing out of the bucket of a clumsy angel." Olli giggled.
"Or a god from Olympus, say Poseidon god of the sea(earth), is showering and some water spilled out of the shower." Emory laughed his idea.
Olli grinned, "Maybe we'll never know what rain really is.."
"What do you mean, Olli? What is rain made of?" Emory asked, still looking out the window.
"No... I mean, are they tears? Gods tears?"
"I don't think so... Maybe God is watering the earth in the same way that we water the garden, and the clouds are mud and the thunder is His voice speaking to his plants, He's just so far up that we can't hear the wordsw clearly." Emory declared.
"So, what is the lightning?" Olli asked.
"Oh... weeds?" He offered.
"No, I don't think their weeds, Emory... what if they're sunshine? You know, plants need water, which is the rain, soil, or mud, and sunshine to grow." She smiled.
"Yeah, that's it. But what if one day we find out that it's not all that, what else could it be?" he asked.
"If not tears, or water from a watering can.... Maybe rain is water sloshing out of the bucket of a clumsy angel." Olli giggled.
"Or a god from Olympus, say Poseidon god of the sea(earth), is showering and some water spilled out of the shower." Emory laughed his idea.
Olli grinned, "Maybe we'll never know what rain really is.."
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