As I sat in a room full of ghosts, watching as the raindrops fell outside the window – I felt the raindrops falling on my heart as if washing it clean of the sorrow hidden deep within. Not only was the wind outside moving the branches of the nearby tree, but she was also wrapping her tentacles of freedom around my being.
It was time to let go, and a time to reclaim.
Do you feel it to?
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A very nice image of the rain washing the soul when it so desperately needs to be renewed.
I hope this has brought some peace and comfort to you.