On a normal working Tuesday,

Baths taken and clothes worn,

Prepped up to go and listen to the master’s teachings,

Mother Nature was against it I guess,

As she flared and changed the colours on her face,

She became darker than usual and sent the wind who was whistling happily all around the world,

A cold and beautiful morning,

With the soothing smell of rain spreading all around our senses and spirits,

Time for sleep-my brain deciphered,

The downpour came in heavy manners,

Like bottled up feelings,

Awaiting exposure at the slightest release.

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