Winter Rain
Have you ever taken the time to watch rain fall in winter?
See the beautiful symmetry of it; listen to the gentle splash?
Watch the lacy curtain of moisture against the background of winter
darkened trees.
Drops, like shiny gems, are clinging to graceful branches.
Others, growing in size until they are too heavy to hold on any longer, run down my
windshield; their path erratic and wiggly.
There is so much beauty in Nature, even on the grayest day.
It is in the peaceful pitter-patter of the descending rain.
In the gentle ripple that appears as it enters a puddle.
And in the heavy, leaden and mighty clouds that travel our wonderful world.
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