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Rain

The first droplets- a prelude to wonders unsung-an invocation for events

sublime- the preface of a heavenly epic- touch the earth with mundane

finality, and yet echo with subtle intonations&.undertones of joy&.the very

genesis of a symphony so beautiful, its melody captivating, enrapturing&.yes,

the music of the Gods&.

And then slowly, intentionally, the beat ascends&.larger drops pour down,

ecstatic; almost as if racing each other to the impatient, thirsty earth;

thirsty for hope, for pleasure in simple joys&.for life. Its rhythmic pitter;

its melodious patter all entwine into tunes unique, unearthly, beautiful&.

And feel the joyous touch of rain,

Its loving kiss upon thy face

.&.love for it, hope from it, sing for it, joy from it&.

&and ascending melodies, enthralling droplets dive and fall, stumble and weave

towards a rising climax- a shout of exaltation, an unspoken whisper- both at

once&.here it arrives-majestic, grand, overwhelming.

Yes, its audience hypnotized, lost in rising tunes, and quickened rhythms,

ascending beats&. Lovingly entwining, joyfully conjoining, playfully spiraling

upwards towards a surreal crescendo-music heavenly- the orchestra

symphonizing, climbing until-the final burst of hope- the eventual explosion

of joy- the inevitable scream of denial of despair&& the Gods weaving magic&.

And hope shall find its way again

With holy grandeur and humbling grace

&&love for it, hope from it, sing for it, joy from it&.

Then the silence&.the universe overwhelmed&the inanimate comes alive with

exuberant joy&.the living breathes hope again&.the sun shines in

acknowledgment of genius&.the winds blow in humbled by greatness&.chirping

birds and clearing skies and then the angels gift- a heavenly conglomeration

of joyous colours light the horizon&. Yes, the universe overwhelmed, the

audience humbled into a standing ovation&&

&..yes there is hope, hope in the simples of miracles&.hope through the driest

despair.

tis falling drops shall cleanse thy pain,

Agony- tis a passing phase

&.love for it, hope from it, sing for it, joy from it&

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