
The sound of clouds clattering together, the scent of rain striking the soil with magnificent force, the wind swaying with quiet purpose and the green of the grasslands stretching as far as the eye could follow.
Somewhere amidst it all, the mind learns to rest. The heart slows its rhythm, and the warmth that had long settled in the body finally begins to fade. And just like that, beneath a grey sky, she finds the courage to give life another chance.
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Picture tells a lot ! Your comments are perfect
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Thank you Darryl ! Glad you liked it ☘️
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Clouds clattering, rain striking soil, wind with quiet purpose every sense awake and yet the heart finally slows. That’s the whole gift of monsoon right there. 💙
Much love,
Khadija 💕🤗
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So glad the words resonated with you Khadija.☘️
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