Opening the window and smelling rain. It’s been a while. I missed the scent of it.
I see rain as a blessing, I see rain as a way to stop and just breath.
Just be in this moment of grace. Just feel life flowing inside.
Rainy days are not bad days. They are days full of love for and from Mother Earth.
Let’s rejoice in them!
We can call it a day
You know days. They come and go.
Do we remember each one of them in the vastness of life?
Or do we keep only ones, ones with a difference. Ones with something special. Memories we keep in mind and revisit when we feel like
it’s time to remember something. So other things can make sense.
And when nothing make sense, maybe it’s good to look outside and watch nature unfolding its treasures. Just un front of our eyes.
They say that green is the color of hope. Green is everywhere these days,. Surely, we miss the sun. But rain is giving us this brightness, these colors, so we can breath in the power of nature revealing itself, blooming.
I am like everybody else, I like the warmth of yellow sparks. But I also love the music of the rain, the scent of it, the freshness, I like being in and out, celebrating with nature, watching kids jumping in puddles, with a bright smile on their faces. I love being with people not scared about it. So we can enjoy and feel free together.
Rain is like magical powder that chase away my deepest fears and pains.
How do you feel about rain? Tell me all about it my friends…
On the right
People rushing
Under the dark sky
Umbrellas dying
At the feet of kids
Jumping with their wellies
In large puddles
On the sloppy ground
On the left
Nature opening
Its heart
To welcome the day
Flowers blooming with grace
Green fields blazing
Under the enchanting drops
Coming from the cloudy sky
In the middle of the crowd
Crazy people
Cursing the dark clouds
Looking at the watery bubbles
Crashing down
Like nuclear weapons
Bombing their lives
What a funny scene
On a gloomy day!
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Looking at the sky
Its clouds turning dark
The first drop of rain
Caressing my skin
Around people run
Trying to escape the storm coming
Staring at the sky
Its lightning not so far
Another drop of rain
Running on my arm
Around people
In shocking panic
Trying to hide from the storm coming
Glaring at the sky
Its thunder clap
Rain pouring
Around people
Wondering why
Under the rain
Only silence
And my feelings
A long-time dream
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