Carolyn Chang

Rain is the world’s natural soundtrack.

The Destination is never expected.

Dropping on an umbrella,

hitting the leaf of a tree,

the destination may be a building of a city.

Even the rate at which rain falls varies greatly.

As thunderstorms occur, the rain falls down as if it’s at prestissimo.

The thunder is subito and echoes with molto con brio.

But when storms pass, a sense of largo is in the air.

Poco a poco, the rain becomes calm.

When water blankets the earth,

anywhere is able to bring music.

You just have to look out for all the right notes.