As the rain clears,
The darkened morning
Lightens up.
The trees, no longer thirsty.
The clouds, emptying
All their worry.
The branches drip,
With recycled water.
Wet is the world.
Damp, moistened
Fresh, clean air
Filters through.
All lingering despair
Wiped clean, washed away.
Glistening atmosphere.
Raining dewdrops.
Quenching thirst.
Blue morning skies
Fills up the once rainy morning.
Listen to their sighs.
Just take a moment
To feel
The wet silence.
And you will find
A once rainy world
Discovered in times
Like today.
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