When the rains burst forth
from heaven's lofty heights,
Apollo deigns to repress his golden light.
Beneath, waves unfurl with whitecaps
crashing on my island's sand;
I feel the strength of Mother Nature's land.
Render me no umbrella for this storm;
no paltry drops are felt to prickle skin,
just blur of storm to be consumed within.
Rain has always been a love to me.... so
when crystal droplets fall they become a part
of the euphoria felt deep within my heart.
Rain has always been a love to me.... so when crystal droplets fall they become a part of the euphoria felt deep within my heart..........................bountiful love for rain, as every dropp infuses hope of newness, wonderful feeling,10+++, thanks for sharing
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The shower of rain drenching you gives you that special feeling. When the heavens open up and shower us with that crystal droplets it's a wonderful feeling. Thanks for sharing.......