The sound of the rain soothes me in ways that the sun could never, but I’d still let it kiss me, I’d let it kiss my skin until it glows, creating a blushing, brown, plumping, beautiful, self renewing surface. My skin – wet, sips rain drops that are beading and swelling on it, while my mind, body and spirit meditates into a full eclipse.
Finding balance is important, and so I’m on my way.
Sometimes, words flood my mind during the craziest or most inconvenient moments and I am compelled to free them and write, this has been a rarity until recent. I had reached a point where my words no longer sought exit, so I left them all alone – inside to their vices and now they’re ready for release, to see, to breathe, and to finally fly and be free again.
I’m finding balance.
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