Rain.
Truly a wonderful thing. Energy, flowing from the skies like unstoppable tears. Emotional, powerful. A reminder that life is better when is wet, lush and filled with passion. I've always fondly recalled rain to be a sign of good things. Full of silvery luster, like moonlight on a starless night. It soothes the soul, looking outside my window. Watching the rain fall. Nature's music, listening to the drops fall around me. Engaged in a ritual unlike any other. Listening; not a whisper, or thought. The sky cries out and we become the audience, of nature's greatest concerto.
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