
Especially during spring the
feeling is enhanced as nature seems to revive herself, while smiling lazy under
the fresh rays of the sun that replaced the little droplets.
Every time it rains however, I
feel torn between two feelings: one of sadness because the sky seems the
perfect reflection of a soul trying to relieve itself of all the hurt and the
anguish that has nested there over the time…or in the blink of an eye; and one
of hope because, after every rain, the sun comes up soothing the wounds, helping
the soul to rest and heal.
Sometimes it seems the sky
cries the tears of those who cannot cry, helping them ease the pain and open themselves
for the warmth of a new beginnings.
However I look at it though,
it always stirs something within me…making me feel, think, analyze, meditate…
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