Tip... tip... tip... tip... tip... and the drops of rain flow down from the forehead... slowly towards the eyes and then touching the cheeks gently moving towards the lips.. and then you feel the wetness of each drop and the touch of each drop as a beautiful touch of the lover. Feeling the rain and its each drops is just an out of the world feel for me.
Rain.. thunder.. strong wind... and heavy rain after that is something many of us cherish. It makes us realize the beauty of nature more deeply. The thirst of the Earth gets relived and the fragrance of mother Earth just makes all the rain-lovers nostalgic. The weather takes an amazing turn with the arrival of monsoons and everyone is relived from the burning sun and the heat is left behind.
Sitting near the window and writing this post makes me feel love rain even more. Drops that clung on the end of the leaves.. drops that slowly trip down from the window sill.. drops that directly embrace the Earth.. each of them have their own beauty.
PS: Dancing in the rain is something that I feel like doing right now.
Rain.. thunder.. strong wind... and heavy rain after that is something many of us cherish. It makes us realize the beauty of nature more deeply. The thirst of the Earth gets relived and the fragrance of mother Earth just makes all the rain-lovers nostalgic. The weather takes an amazing turn with the arrival of monsoons and everyone is relived from the burning sun and the heat is left behind.
Sitting near the window and writing this post makes me feel love rain even more. Drops that clung on the end of the leaves.. drops that slowly trip down from the window sill.. drops that directly embrace the Earth.. each of them have their own beauty.
PS: Dancing in the rain is something that I feel like doing right now.
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