LOST IN THE RAIN

 

Lost in the rain.

Beaten down.

Alone.

Drifting.

Tired.

Wet.

Ready to give up.

On life.

On the world.

Curled up in a ball.

Ready for my last breath.

Then the unexpected happens.

The sun comes out.

The birds begin to chirp.

A wet breeze hits my face.

I look up into the sun.

I don’t feel alone anymore.

I feel alive.

I’m happy I waited.

Waited for time to pass.

For time to heal old wounds.

I’m ready to face the day.

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THE RAIN

A feeling of cleanliness.
Let the water rain down on me.
I can’t resist its pull.
It draws me to the window.
I watch its majestic descent to earth.
It washes away all dirt.
The impurities left behind by humanity.
Wash me.
Clean me.
Make me feel fresh once again.

NIGHT WALK

Night Walk – {by Tiina Törmänen} | {Official WebSite}

 

A walk alone in the dark.

Feel the cold.

Smell the trees.

Hear the snow falling.

Watch the stars sparkle.

Engage all your senses.

No interference.

No voices.

No noises.

Only clean, fresh air.

And you.

ALIVE

ALIVE

Our minds can soar

to the heavens above.

They can reach new heights

like the flight of a dove.

Imagination keeps us fresh.

Keeps our minds alive.

Don’t live your life

to barely survive.

Dream of fresh ideas.

New places to explore.

Ways to expand your knowledge.

Until you reach for more.

A NEW BEGINNING

The rain hits the puddles in staccato rhythm.
A constant and mesmerizing sound.
Tree branches hang low–weighed down with water.
Flowers lift their shiny faces for their washing.
The cold, crisp rain refreshes.
The clouds dry out.
The sun returns to brighten the day.
The air smells fresh and clean.
A new day dawns.
A new beginning.

FRESH AND NEW

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Fresh and new.

Fragrant and pretty.

Ready to bud.

Slightly green.

But eager.

Eager for the sunshine.

Eager for the morning dew.

Eager for life.

The perfect way to be.

Good morning pretty flowers.