Look at a storm every once in a while.Notice allthe manytones of gray.Hear the pounding rain from a mile.The pitter-patter of fat drops falling.Taste the pure taste of cool days.Feel the drops run down your skin.The trickle of a million ways.Smell therain all the way to your soul.Let the freshness of the world cleanse you.Let your senses fill you up and lift you to the sky.And then tell me you don't believe in magic.The Elegance of a storm is more than I know how to say.But maybe it's been expressed enough forright now.And next time, promise meyou'll dance in the rain.
By:Kenz Ferrari
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