The rain

How I love the rain. I watched the rain fall from the sky. Let it hit my head. I closed my eye. So I can feel the warmness feel over my head. I am sensing every blessing god it gave me. It is like I am reborn again. The smell of the rain. It is like a tiny flower. So I have grown as a person. The wind is blowing on my face. A sense of freeing came over me. I feel like I am in Paradise. The flower is growing. It is a picture-perfect moment. I can't put it in a frame. But I can put it in memory. So every time I feel lost. I can go back to that moment when I feel free. I can dance with happiness. It is the same feeling when the sun hits my face. Free to be the person I want to be. When I feel down, I open my window and feel the breeze. It is all about the feeling. Feeling that come over me. No stress, no drama. Just a tiny piece of happiness that comes over me. That peace of joy. It is all it takes to wake me up and smell the beautiful flowers. Because all my blessings hit me, it is up to me to catch it. I took one thing. To follow my dreams. I was chasing the storm because after all the rain. There will be a rainbow to see. That will be a perfect picture memory.