Her heart beat as wildly as the rain.
Her voice as loud as the thunder and her soul as bright as the lightning.
With every drop she knew the end was closer than the last. She felt it.
Eventually it would die down and all would be still again. The clouds would clear and the sun would shine.
But she also knew that like the rain, everything she touched would bring new life.
She would live on in all that she had loved.
So she let her heart beat freely. Never allowing a moment to pass in silence.
She loved in a way that scared most. Belonging to no one and living for everything.