I love the little things, one hardly pay any attention to, something new and beautiful about the tiny things that is considered ordinary by many. I love the raindrops because they are very refreshing and rejuvenating. They are tiny entities of beauty that are clean, pure and make you feel one with nature. Raindrops are like jewels gifted by nature. A raindrop can be seen in many ways. Raindrops falling on the face is pure ecstasy. They bring a fresh lease of life, reflecting everything around like a tiny mirror and in spite of their vulnerability to even a gentle shake, they never ever cease to inspire me. The raindrops are pristine reflections of life itself.
The raindrops are magical and inspiring, like precious jewels that disappear in a flicker or linger on creating the most beautiful ornaments on the trees. It is a magical experience to just roam around watching the raindrops on every leaf tip and flower, nature's way of hanging ornaments on trees. When the sun comes out, it sparkles on millions of raindrops, making it seem like millions of diamonds and glitter like gems in the night, reflecting the light around.
You are truly blessed if you can see the beauty of the raindrops, they way they hit, roll off or hang on. Each raindrop on trees, leaves, flowers, blade of grass, seem to tell a story. They are tiny entities of nature that remind you of the beauty of life. They are the most beautiful gifts of nature.Raindrops, falling down from the clouds in its brief journey, gives trillion reflections of the core of life, turning into a puddle and reflect the world around intricately and delicately focusing on all that is around it.
Every raindrop has music in it, dancing to the rhythm of the wind. It gives life to everything and creates different sounds and music as they fall on various things. As it falls and hangs on to the leaves of a tree it seems to whisper, dance and make ripples in the puddle. Life too is just like being a raindrop, knowing it is just fine having ups and downs; continuing it's journey as it stretches and breathes. "A 'Raindrop' like 'Life' in all its beauty, clears its obstacles, struggles and makes it's way slowly to its final destination, inspiring, giving hope and joy. "
A raindrop is like a drifting soul, its life temporary and unpredictable, not knowing where it will land but still happily going on joined by many like reflecting mirrors bringing beauty, joy and hope. Life is ever changing like the falling raindrop, sometimes it lasts forever and then suddenly it disappears. It soothes as it falls, some love them while some hate them, but it falls irrespective of everything and heals the soul. It is an ever searching soul. These raindrops make memories that pave way to beautiful sunshine of a tomorrow. The plummeting raindrops gleefully dance into a rhythm of motion like lost souls and splash to the ground. A zillion drops move as if in trance of the rhythmic dance, few miss the beat and drop, splashing to the ground to form puddles.
It is such a beautiful and awe inspiring feeling of life to feel a raindrop on your fingertip, a bubble reflecting life, giving hope that challenges don't linger on and that life keeps shifting. It has no control over where it falls or the patterns it makes, but a tiny raindrop brings life and hope to many. It is more than just hope, it is a promise of a rainbow in life. The unique sounds it makes and the reflections of the world upside down is a miraculous effect of life lulled into a sense of completion. The raindrops glistening on the trees, the palette of the beautiful sky preparing to make a breathtaking rainbow and the thrilling twitter of the drenched birds as they celebrate life is an awe inspiring sight for me, watching yet another facet of the beauty of nature. It soothes and heals the pain in my body and soul.
Raindrops fall onto trees,
Speak for itself,
Reflect the world around,
And hang on its journey.
Listen to the raindrops sing,
In solitude of nature,
Simply unwind,
To traverse around.
Raindrops on the tip of tiny leaves,
Catches the sun's rays,
Shines like diamonds,
Though fickle its life is.
A gentle breeze playfully shakes the leaf,
It lets go off the leaf,
Down it splashes into a puddle,
To become one with the whole.
The raindrops are magical and inspiring, like precious jewels that disappear in a flicker or linger on creating the most beautiful ornaments on the trees. It is a magical experience to just roam around watching the raindrops on every leaf tip and flower, nature's way of hanging ornaments on trees. When the sun comes out, it sparkles on millions of raindrops, making it seem like millions of diamonds and glitter like gems in the night, reflecting the light around.
You are truly blessed if you can see the beauty of the raindrops, they way they hit, roll off or hang on. Each raindrop on trees, leaves, flowers, blade of grass, seem to tell a story. They are tiny entities of nature that remind you of the beauty of life. They are the most beautiful gifts of nature.Raindrops, falling down from the clouds in its brief journey, gives trillion reflections of the core of life, turning into a puddle and reflect the world around intricately and delicately focusing on all that is around it.
Every raindrop has music in it, dancing to the rhythm of the wind. It gives life to everything and creates different sounds and music as they fall on various things. As it falls and hangs on to the leaves of a tree it seems to whisper, dance and make ripples in the puddle. Life too is just like being a raindrop, knowing it is just fine having ups and downs; continuing it's journey as it stretches and breathes. "A 'Raindrop' like 'Life' in all its beauty, clears its obstacles, struggles and makes it's way slowly to its final destination, inspiring, giving hope and joy. "
A raindrop is like a drifting soul, its life temporary and unpredictable, not knowing where it will land but still happily going on joined by many like reflecting mirrors bringing beauty, joy and hope. Life is ever changing like the falling raindrop, sometimes it lasts forever and then suddenly it disappears. It soothes as it falls, some love them while some hate them, but it falls irrespective of everything and heals the soul. It is an ever searching soul. These raindrops make memories that pave way to beautiful sunshine of a tomorrow. The plummeting raindrops gleefully dance into a rhythm of motion like lost souls and splash to the ground. A zillion drops move as if in trance of the rhythmic dance, few miss the beat and drop, splashing to the ground to form puddles.
It is such a beautiful and awe inspiring feeling of life to feel a raindrop on your fingertip, a bubble reflecting life, giving hope that challenges don't linger on and that life keeps shifting. It has no control over where it falls or the patterns it makes, but a tiny raindrop brings life and hope to many. It is more than just hope, it is a promise of a rainbow in life. The unique sounds it makes and the reflections of the world upside down is a miraculous effect of life lulled into a sense of completion. The raindrops glistening on the trees, the palette of the beautiful sky preparing to make a breathtaking rainbow and the thrilling twitter of the drenched birds as they celebrate life is an awe inspiring sight for me, watching yet another facet of the beauty of nature. It soothes and heals the pain in my body and soul.
Raindrops fall onto trees,
Speak for itself,
Reflect the world around,
And hang on its journey.
Listen to the raindrops sing,
In solitude of nature,
Simply unwind,
To traverse around.
Raindrops on the tip of tiny leaves,
Catches the sun's rays,
Shines like diamonds,
Though fickle its life is.
A gentle breeze playfully shakes the leaf,
It lets go off the leaf,
Down it splashes into a puddle,
To become one with the whole.
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