There is something about the rain, that makes me feel at peace, no matter...
If it's just a few drops or like you just got under the shower, the rain maintains me at peace.
It cleanses everything,
my body, my soul, my sins.
It makes me feel alive,
As I just stand underneath it, or dance at it's rhythm that has created
The falling of it's drops,
the wind,
the rustling of leaves,
the clash when it reaches the ground.
If there's earth, then there'll be mud
If their is a road, then it would be soaked
If there is a stream, it also makes sound,
whether it is the sound of how the rain and the water collide as they fall at peace
Or the stream beings to be a bit wild and free
In the end I dance to it,
As if I knew it's rhythm and was part of this masterpiece
As if I understood it's sounds and with movements that matched it all, knowing every moment and each step to take,
or maybe not knowing at all
Oh I really love the rain,
and the way it makes me feel as if I were at the sea,
and that my friend is heaven for me
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Fragments of the Broken
Novela JuvenilJournal of broken pieces, where broken hearts and broken people lie on. Where you'll find things that you might've felt at a time or seen before your eyes. A projection, an art expression of things we keep, things we see. We are all Wallflowers, and...
