I love the smell of the rain
And how the soil turns wet and mushy
From the constant flow of water from above
And how the grass turns a little bit greener
From the pounding of those droplets
I love how it seems to breathe life
Into the drying dying world
I love how the wind turns a little cooler
Just from the breeze catching up with the clouds
I love how everything seems a little sharper
Every time they fall
Little drops or big pour
Quietly falling or loudly lashing out
With thunders and lightnings
That seems to light the sky up
And splitting the horizon with thin powerful lines
I love how it rains
When it rains
I can breathe a little deeper
Live a little lighter
Smile a little brighter
Just from the palpable change in the air
That speaks of a promise
About life
That is beautiful and fair
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LIFE IS - Colour
PoesiaWhen life is an observation of others and a contemplation of oneself Darker moments captured in words full of pain and loneliness Happiness trapped inside the phrases full of hope and life For eternity and beyond A compilation of contemplation Part...
