We live in a world of dryness, a desert of endless vastitude. When a day like today comes, we rejoice, at least those of us who understand. Rain is life. It’s pure ritual renews the world. The darknening of the skies, the chill in the air, the tentative sprinkles, the steady fall, and the downpour. It’s constant rhythm in an ageless dance, sway of droplets that melt in the appreciative ground. It welcomes the overwhelming love that comes from above. It’s engulfed in the mystic feeling as if sounds of a sweet flute soaked your head and body in it’s delicious, calming, elevating effect.
Reincarnation
Reincarnation
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