each time we try to touch
love
and feel it's essence soaking.. drenching. drowning us..
we feel the joy of the rain.. and life.. and freshness.. pelting us like countless
darts
igniting our very soul into lighting up. with joy and we dance.. and skip clear laughter ringing all around. cleansing our very
Being
with shards of ethereal rays sparkling within and
without
and we let go. crumbling forming. and we feel whole. alive.. as in awe we see the meaning of life alluringly swirl in the palm of our hand..
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