The sound of rain falling outside my window has a language all its own.
As deep meaning as grace...
gentle and peaceful, healing and cleansing.
The darkness makes the rain mysterious. The sound is everywhere
and yet one sees nothing.
The darkness makes the rain mysterious. The sound is everywhere
and yet one sees nothing.
I think the rain has to be my muse. It is so romantic and sensual,
dramatic and enlightening, soothing me gently to sleep.
dramatic and enlightening, soothing me gently to sleep.
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