Not like rain

the beauty of the rain comes to cool, reconcile the weary soul. down with a thundering thunder, jerking a saturated mind. falling interspersed by lightning lightning, momentarily light in the darkness of the heart.
it was raining fun. wash the dry heart, remove the lara yg memejak in sanubari. magical rain. amaze me. for it is present as the water point of the love of the khalik. sirami world that always thirst for his gifts.