The Kind of Rain that Drops into My Soul | original artwork and poem

Poem

The kind of rain that drops into my soul

They said that when it rains, it pours.
That's right.
But there is some kind of joy that the rain brings me.
I see rain as a sign of blessing from above
I like the smell of the rain when it land on the groud
That release an earth smell.
Even the simple things makes me smile.
The coldness of the wind, but gives warmth on my heart
And when i see puddles of water, it reflects an image of myself
That even when it rains, i learn how to smile with it.

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Watercolor process

I made the drawing with pencil, and trace it with a signpen

I painted some watercolor in the drawing