After the rain...
There is a sense of refreshment.
A feeling of newness.
Somewhat of a rebirth.
The clouds come and stay.
Breeze enters the sky.
The darkness wraps a blanket over everything.
Within it, something begins to churn.
Nothing is permanent.
Everything is remembered.
Hope is the last to die.
Spilling out the ball of poison.
Change is not yet.
All continues as it was.
Breathing is renewed.
Lightness accompanies the day.
Patiently, gently, consistently, slowly.
The warm rays of the sun are welcomed.
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