September Rain

And then the rain came, at first in drops; hardly noticeable.
They trickled through the leaves of the trees like so many lives passing through, collecting at the base of the tree where they would merge back into one, as if they had never ever been separated in the first place.

As each moment passed, the rain grew stronger and it seemed like a thousand voices were calling out as the drops splashed about, carrying the cries of a life times worth of knowledge. The trees knew their story and so did the earth; how life came to pass on this September morning in a small place called earth.