Everytime a soul dies, heaven cries.

 There seems to be a connection between rains and funerals. In every book, movie, or series the funeral scene is always accompanied by rain. Is it just for dramatic effect or do the two share a deeper bond? 

Everytime a soul dies, heaven cries.

For some people rain brings about gloom, they feel lethargic and everything appears bleak.

The sun ceases to shine, the stars stop twinkling, the birds no longer sing and pathways get flooded. Everything stops making sense, plants that can’t live without water, bend and break under its pressure. Everywhere they step, they are afraid of waters of unknown depths.

Everyone opens umbrellas in fear of getting wet. 

Everytime a soul dies, heaven cries.

For some people rain signifies new beginnings, they feel grateful and look at everything with a new perspective.

The sun and the stars take a break, birds return to their nests and the water streams create new paths for themselves.

Everything appears different, plants soak up water like joyful memories and let go of long forgotten grudges.

Everywhere they see, they find ponds for self reflection.

Everyone opens umbrellas, filling the horizon with colorful beads. 

Everytime a soul dies, heaven cries.

Eventually, the storm passes. 

The sun shines brighter than ever, the stars twinkle with a new found hope, the birds sing louder and new roads emerge.

Everything appears more beautiful, water droplets settle on leaves like new fond memories.

Everywhere animals emerge from hiding.

Everyone stores their umbrellas hoping to never see them again. 

Everytime a soul dies, heaven cries.

Everyone grieves differently, the best that we can do is be there for them and give them time. Remember time heals all wounds.