A single raindrop falls, a whisper from the heavens, a connection to the universe. It lands softly on my palm, like a tiny promise of life.
The storm clouds gather, painting the sky in dramatic shades, as the world prepares for the dance of rain, a celebration of nature’s bounty. I sway in the rhythm, allowing the rain to cleanse my soul.
Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska
- Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska