Today I got off the mic and felt the gentle rain falling on me. A rain so thin that it does not wet, and bathe only droplets.
I looked at the sky and stopped for a second. I opened my mouth and let this rain-blessed rain that comes to clean the ravages of winter, "slinks into my mouth and cleanse me.
It looks beautiful in the rain around the trees ahead of the spring. Right now I have in my hand one of the flowers of these trees, five white petals and a pale pink center.
After admiring the landscape smiled.
God bless the spring
LE
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