Small droplets of water trickle down the surface of the chilled glass window repeatedly, distorting the view of the outside world. Small droplets of moisture create an aura of calmness. Loud claps of sound roll through the sky. Strikes of white light illuminate the heavily clouded sky. Serenity radiates out of the darkened atmosphere. Rumbles of thunder and bolts of lightning become a source of beauty and inspiration.
The careful thrumming of rain on the rooftop brings a new softness to the moonlit sky and the whistle of the wind against nearby trees creates a pure serenity. Nature's soundtrack plays undisturbed. A light in the dark of our imperfect world. A never ending source of peacefulness, an escape from the cruel reality of our steadily declining home. The incandescent droplets put a temporary pause on destruction and deviation. They breathe new life and heal our hearts. A storm is a safe haven, a blanket of security, a simple purity in our life.
-Foxx
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-Between Life And Death- •A book of poetry•
PoesiaThis is just a collection of poems I write in my free time :D If you read this then I hope you enjoy it :3 Btw the cover art is mine : ) ( updates happen whenever I get inspiration )
