Warm rain, summer rain

I was hoping for space for trees, for the wind, for the clouds of gray. I forgot about the beauty of the sky, for the gold in the blossoming fields. I forsaken everything, I went in the rain, so fresh, cool and wonderful. I walked dancing - even in the mud, life was as good as a song. And the drops flowed without traces they cleaned me, caressed my face. Particles of Reality ... Again, I feel the heart overflows.