Something has changed.
For the sky is overcast and the rain is falling, and they did not bring me sadness.
It's a cold rain from which I refrain, but in my heart is gladness.
Connected to gray sky pops the earthy green of the organic shape called the tree line.
A day like this I once called gloom, but today it's name is refreshing and boon.
The sound of rain is like the low hum of a fan that comforts us while we sleep.
It's a present of peace, a promise of drink, a heavenly thing, a stillness that sings.
I am in it this time and not wishing it away. In today, I will stay without a dream of something...different and changed.

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