Most of us like when wind of raining come. It felt so refresh. The smell of calmness hit our physical body and throw away our ego.
But, sometimes the rain brought together the storm and lighting that scare us.
The sound of thunder made us want to hide. We dont want hear that sound. We only want fresh air of fresh rain. Wash away our past that hitting us like crazy thunder.
The rain may reduce our stress but also make us aware of what will come together with it.
Rain drop just alike a single soul, drop from heaven to earth. Along with that journey is a sound of sickness, the light of awareness, the thunder of karma and wind of change.
Soul drop to the earth and blend into soil as one if they know they way as water flow into ocean by the river. One day, that drop will back to heaven as bright light that never be touch by any madness of the world any more
Sincere,
Hasell usiby
But, sometimes the rain brought together the storm and lighting that scare us.
The sound of thunder made us want to hide. We dont want hear that sound. We only want fresh air of fresh rain. Wash away our past that hitting us like crazy thunder.
The rain may reduce our stress but also make us aware of what will come together with it.
Rain drop just alike a single soul, drop from heaven to earth. Along with that journey is a sound of sickness, the light of awareness, the thunder of karma and wind of change.
Soul drop to the earth and blend into soil as one if they know they way as water flow into ocean by the river. One day, that drop will back to heaven as bright light that never be touch by any madness of the world any more
Sincere,
Hasell usiby
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