Untrammeled, a roving spirit responds to faint implication and symbol --
       to the fall of rain.
In time of rain, the archaic being stirs.
The infinity of soft sounds, the silken pervasion of falling water,
       distills a love of shelter, fireside, home, sweet air, greenness,
       timelessness, renewal.
All these belong to the gentleness of rain.

Trouble is a fierce rain that drives us to the shelter of our friends.
And there is the rain of tears,
       distilling the memory of great love and its expansiveness,
       making of rain an inner light, a subtle possession of the spirit.

[Photograph: Cedric Wright]