I admit to have an ardent love affair with rains. And when it rains at night, with the cool breeze caressing the earth, and the distant thunder laughing at intervals, it feels like ecstasy. The littering of lightning that brightens up my window for only a flash second is more than enough for me to take in the breath taking beauty of the splendor of trees.
The sweet lullaby of rains 🌧 calms my mind and soothes my senses. I feel like a child in my mother’s lap!
And yes, I enjoy this elixir most, when I am alone. It is not really a solitude, when I have clouds pouring their heart out to me. I try and be the most attentive audience to these mesmerizing moments!
What is your sweetest memory of the rains? Are you an active participant with the dancing and drenching or just a silent listener like me?