It was a Thunderstorm. Water droplets gathered in a horde on my window pane. My balcony was all used up by the active force of water. It seemed like the atrocious weather of this rigid rain rain was taking its turn. The giant bizarre lightning sparked down the view and my feels gasped.
The scene soothed my eyes and empowered my dreaded heart.It was a beautiful evening to stroll around! I got nothing.I wore my boots and my feet caught their pace. My first step in this awesome , nectarous weather made me rejuvenate and my soul resided in peace as I walked forward.
The moisture in my body made me waft in relaxation. Silly croaking of frogs, incessant rustle of leaves filled my vacant ears with extreme pure feelings of frolic. Walking,I came across a garden. The clear diction of the Vastu of that place made me crave to step inside.I leaned my back on one of the benches and let my memories disffuse . The environment's fealty is overwhelming !
Now my way back,the ardor in my body refreshed. I knew my body caught up heavy moisture and was consoled . The dripping drops dripped on my cheeks as they looked forward to slide through my hair. The wind,the atmosphere was besieging me. It surrounded me like a coat.
When I reached back,I indulged myself for a cup of fine,hot coffee.The strands of my hair waft across my lips,cheeks and eyes as the wing grew stronger . What more does a pluviophile need ? A mind peace,leisure and relaxation by the thunderstorm .
A humble Reverence to it !
hallelujah!
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