Rain

Dark clouds are looming ahead…

The air gradually became sultry as the otherwise clear blue sky turned overcast. I know that the parched earth had been yearning for this caress from the heavens. Who am I to oppose the melding of their souls?

Before the first drops of rain, the leaves lying on the ground would be picked up by the playful zephyr and are then scattered about. A simple representation of entropy, unrestrained by the complexities of the workings of men.

As rain falls, an earthly smell would emanate bringing to mind poignant memories of the days that had gone by, of friends and little kids wandering, gradually being soaked by the downpour. But without a care for the world, a childlike innocence akin to that smell of the first droplets of rain hitting the parched earth.

If only life can become carefree as the days that had come to pass, then perhaps everybody can become childlike once more as our consciousness would be melded again into our very soul…