Drenched Clearing

There is always something about the rain — the melancholic aura that gives that certain shudder. Sometimes, it provides serenity, a room for contemplation, or that much awaited relief from the almost always scorching heat the sun brings.

For many reasons, I like rain very much. How it rinses the dirt, the vagueness, the ambiguities that keep us from seeing what’s right. How it unveils that clarity — the one that has been long sought after.

I love how it has the similar mechanism as the bread and the wine I savored this morning — only in the latter, was so much beauty that words couldn’t possibly capture.


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