after the rain

You know that spring rain, after winter’s gone, and the sky just opens? Everything’s verdant
and beautiful in the soft morning light, and then the rain comes, gently pelting the earth
preparing it for spring. Right after the rain stops, there’s this silence, like nothing else you
ever hear. But it’s more than silence, bird’s voices, scent of blossom trees, unexplainable spirit.
Still making you remember different moments, frozen in your memory.

Category: Expression© Krasimir Ganchev