The rain has been falling for over a week now the sky as dark and clouded as my thoughts. Outside you can hear the soft patter of the falling water gently shattering on the dead leaves - - carried from the trees with the change of seasons. I was told three days ago, that the senses are lifted by the serene sound of water descending- - out of the sky, and on to the ground the serene sound of it creeping down the grassy knoll and the vision of it slowly soaking the autumn auburn leaves as it flows. So I step outside for a breath of fresh air. I now recognize the evening breeze- Blowing right through me as if to steal the weight I burdened only moments ago. And with it, it slowly drifts away into nightfall- as I fall under slumbers spell. I rise with the sun, and I smile.
