Rain, it's one of the most mesmerizing things you can experience. How it glistens under the faintest hint of moonlight, and the soft pattern it makes on the rooftop. How the tiny droplets of water envelop and saturate everything they touch, bringing a cool, refreshing stillness. It reminds me of your embrace that once enveloped my own.
As soothing as it can be, it holds a gentle power. The rivers swell, and the gardens bloom, nourished by its life-giving touch. That's what it feels like when you are near. You don't just embrace me; you breathe life into my world. You wash away the worries, leaving me anchored in our shared dreams.
Watching the rain fall is a moment of tranquility, a simple pleasure enriched by your presence. Your touch leaves behind a trail of vibrant hope, like footprints in the mud, marking everything with your grace and filling the void with warmth.
Instead of merely savoring the gentle rain, I think of your enduring kindness that envelops our bond, nurturing the trust that we share.
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Embers of Endurance
PoetryAn original poetry book by me. About my life and what it came to be.
