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RE: When It Rains... Contributed by @Olawalium

in #writing6 years ago
Rain always can attract the heart. Seeing him down gurgling on earth always leaves an unspeakable meaning. Me and rain. The rain always calms the heart. Apparently when the rain came, when the angels came running down to earth. The dark sky of rain made the angels free to roam. The rain is too able to make me grateful for the beauty of nature. Thankful for the great power of God.

The descent of the clear water crystals on the streets, makes everyone go to save themselves. The rain has been able to wash away the dust on the streets, giving life a semblance of drought, sweeping away the sadness of the universe.

The Universe is always waiting for the rain. Waiting for a little bit of the meaning of life. Awakening daydreams. Running chase amid the chill of nature. Ah, the rain is always able to attract sense to reveal the meaning. I was too fascinated by him.

Nothing more exciting than watching the rain. See and feel her presence. And because of it, I became too often fell in love. On Mother's smile. On a great longing for Dad. On the sincerity of brother's affection. On the cuteness of twin sister. In children who sincerely pray. In the statue of istiqamah make everyone happy. In the sky that holds a lot of the meaning of life. In the dim month keeps me at night. On such a quiet night. On the leaves that fall in the swallows of the times. In those who wake up at the time of the fajri to face the Divine. At the change that helps life. On a faithful friend listens. And on the details of God's power.

The rain may not be able to defeat the beauty of the aurora. However, the rain has been able to overcome my loneliness. When running in the rain. At that time I was lulled to his charm. Warming charm. Cleans the mind. And that's when, I can smile broadly.

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Beautiful...very beautiful.