Rain that changes its 'shape'?

Now that it's October...

📢 I've completely run out of breathing room 😎

I'd like to move forward with the project to get into the story, but...
For the time being, I plan to release shorter articles.

Autumn used to be my favorite season, but for the past few years, I haven't been able to take a leisurely walk in the fall. It's not just that I'm busy, but lately, there's also been a subtle amount of rain, hasn't there?

…With that said, today I decided to jump on Mohe-san's project to write short poems about 'rain' ✨

The question this time is────

'How do you feel about this rain?'

Below, I will try to express my 'rain' as I felt it in response to this question ☔

Rain that changes its shape

It smells different from the rain of ancient times.
The sound of it hitting the asphalt and wetting the windows
is mixed with the breath of distant factories and the heat of a city that never sleeps.

When you look up at the sky, clouds are not just droplets of water.
They are the ashes of dreams burned by people,
microparticles of prayers and desires that have reached the heavens.

A single drop is a small fluctuation from the perspective of the Earth.
Yet, it is a mark of human activity.
Falling onto the water's surface, it spreads quiet ripples.

In the droplets I catch in my hands,
the formshape of our era resides.
Rain that pours into rivers, returns to the sea, and eventually becomes the memory of the stars.

Now, both geological phenomena and weather cannot ignore humanity.

It is not just rain falling down.
Perhaps this is a quiet reply from the sky
to the questions humanity has carved into the Earth.

When looking at the Earth's total energy balance, I think the energy humans use is only a tiny fraction compared to the energy from the sun or the Earth's own energy (geothermal). Perhaps humans are only one-thousandth or so?

When viewed not as individual organisms but as a "species," the amount of energy humanity consumes must be overwhelmingly larger than any other biological species.
Isn't it highly likely that this is the highest in the history of this Earth?
(We are extracting and consuming a vast amount of energy from outside, not just for our own survival, but for social activities: industry, transportation, heating and cooling, etc...)

In other words, I think humans can be called "beings that exist within the Earth's massive energy flow and engage in extremely active operations."

The amount of energy humans consume might be small when viewed from the perspective of the Earth's total energy cycle...

But its impact extends to the Earth's surface, especially to climate systems and ecosystems.

Greenhouse gas emissions from burning fossil fuels disrupt the balance of the Earth's heat budget, and in the form of climate change (global warming, frequent and intensified extreme weather), it is having a major impact on the Earth's weather as a whole...

Also, deforestation, land-use changes, and dam construction are having an impact even on geological processes, such as the weather and ecosystems of specific regions, and even the flow of sediment.

I think this means that human activity is truly changing the "form" of the Earth.

In short:
Humanity consumes a vast amount of energy, unmatched by any other biological species. While that activity is only a small part when viewed from the Earth's total energy cycle, it is concentrated on the Earth's surface environment, especially the climate and ecosystems, having a serious impact and significantly changing the Earth's 'form'.

…is that what it means?

▼Conclusion

Writing about rain made me...

remember the anime "Mushishi" (Yuki Urushibara).😅

There are many stories in Mushishi related to "rain" and "water."

Perhaps it is because rain is one of the phenomena that makes us conscious of "circulation."

While writing the poem this time...

I remembered the story "The Green of Water":

I think this is... a very sad? Or lonely? story, but...
what Yuta returned to was the beautiful, harsh, yet pure cycle of nature,and his mother Taki was able to continue feeling her son's presence in the rain, rivers, and clouds. I think that was a sad, yet somehow redeeming ending.

This story is about a micro and fundamental relationship where a single human, through the natural providence of "Mushi," becomes inextricably assimilated with nature itself (returning to nature).
However, my poem is from a macro perspective, where human activity affects the Earth, as human activities are changing the "form" of rain... but somehow, I felt a bit complicated about it.

I felt that humans are also rapidly changing the place they are supposed to return to.

Well, it's not about whether that's good or bad, it's just that the way of being is changing, right?

Well then, thank you for joining me again today.
I hope this question has served as an entrance to a new "question" for you.

Cited work:

Mushishi
Universal and philosophical themes are posed, such as "what is life," "how should humans interact with nature," and "how to accept an inescapable fate."
Link to article
It connects to the realization that human activity is changing the way of the place where humans return.