Halloween Rain

Pin It The music flooded the interior of my car as I drove; it was far too much to be contained in that tiny space. I opened the windows and allowed it to soar into the vast openness around me; swirling with the wind and allowed it to be set free in the moment. I’ve come to realize in my life that some music needs the open air and freedom to breathe, and the best thing we can do in moments like these is to give the music what it needs.

This song most certainly qualified.

As I moved through the secluded, shadow-dappled streets, the reminders of Halloween were swarming all around me. They were evidenced in the glistening cobwebs stretched between porch columns, the scarecrows lounging on neighborhood fences, and in the Jack-o-lanterns grinning from solitary doorsteps. I grinned back at them as I thought of the Halloween yet to come in just a few more days.

I’ve always loved this holiday, more so than any other. There is something magical about it. After all, what could possibly contend with dressing up and becoming someone or something else for an entire day?

That’s right, nothing can.

The music continued to saturate the outside world as a flock of birds burst from the power line above me, like a load of shotgun pellets peppered against an ashen-cloud sky. They wheeled and spun in a perfect formation, alighting back their places again, like nothing at all had happened to upset them.

I focused on the road ahead, but my mind tumbled backward down memory road; back to a Halloween at my own elementary school. Wisps of memory whirled to and fro as the wind buffeted my recollections about—as easily as a feather in the wind. Glimpses of black-frostinged cupcakes and spook allies came to mind—as well as late nights of trick-or-treating in the hopes of gleaning as many sweets as possible. I smiled as I dwelt on these memories of Halloweens past; remembering the moments which had led me to the here and now.

As I came back to reality I pulled my vehicle into the parking lot across the street from my school, parking under the towering Maple trees. As I emerged from my car, a gold and crimson rain fell all around me, showering me in a kaleidoscope of effervescent hues which dripped, melded, and ran together in the falling leafflakes; a Halloween rain.

I smiled as I shuffled my way toward the building. As the leaves skittered around my feet and followed my path, it was yet another pleasant reminder of the many Halloweens I’d experienced before in my life…as well as the many more which were yet to come.

…and still the music played.