Spring rain

Air stale with the humid threat of rain

No sound

No animals

A silent sky

Pregnant with promises of purging

A promise to wash away the winter darkness,

To bring the fresh touch of spring

The chill is open and inviting

A whisper of cold nights biting your nose,

The scent of the air nostalgic,

You can taste change on your tongue

Let the air envelop you

Warming you in its intangible palm

The breeze caressing your neck

As droplets of rain kissing the horizon,

Which blushes with joy,

As the sun’s last vermilion rays fade


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