i lay here with my window open, listening to the sounds of the rain.
i stare out the windows and see the trees standing in their shower, being washed clean for a new day.
i feel the breeze as it flows through my room.
the car noises pass and fade, eventually leaving altogether.
but the rain stays.
the beautiful rain whose sounds lull me,
whose feel excites me,
whose smell fills me with hope,
whose sight sooths my soul.
the rain washes my spirit, preparing me for a new day.
it cools the air and brings with it excitement for the seasons to come.
the rain envelops everything it touches.
i only wish i could stand in the rain every day, letting it drench me until i am clean once more.