Sugar almond rain
Right this moment, inside a home in a faraway land, sits a man with his eyes shut. He daydreams. He listens to the sugar almond rain over the roof of his home – celebrating sweet love and sweet life.
While inside a home in another faraway land, a man sits with his eyes open in front of the television screen. He watches the grey pellets rain over the other man’s home – celebrating bitter hatred and bitter death.
What we see/hear/feel – is a reflection of what we are…
lovely – an abstract word admiring the particular