Drop

Do you hear the sound of the rain?

The sky types a story full of sounds, scents and beauty that everyone can read.

 

Every drop is a character, every downpour a paragraph. The rain writes without ink, but its words are imprinted in the air, on the earth, on the leaves. It is a story that is not read with the eyes, but with the skin, with the sense of smell, with the heart.

 

There is the soft sound of the drops on the thirsty ground, the cheerful drumming on the roofs, the whisper on the windows. There is the smell of the earth that awakens, the scent of the dust that dissolves, the freshness of a world that renews itself.

 

And you, what story do you read today in this rain?

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