One of most beautiful sights and smells of this season is the gentle drizzle of rain, dampened earth and the wet petals of Gulmohar flowers strewn on the asphalt road. Midst the gray weather and grey asphalt lie hundreds of scarlet lives. They not only seem alive but brings everything around to life.
Reflection I love. love. love rain. I hear you, Rain You are so lovely and soft. I almost didn't notice that you had crept in; I'm so glad you did. Your rhythms soothe and calm me. I am thankful for your sounds, musical, but free from thought. Fall down on me. Fall down On me