A surreal world, simplicity at first glance, even keel, but marvelously complex when you look closely. You have to look away from the wide angle view and zero in to the intricacies that make up the big picture.
Each raindrop fans out and ripples until it is no more. Sometimes it crosses paths with another and changes, like people do along their journey. This pattern is continuous, even as nighttime descends and no one is there to watch. Decades of habits leave deep scars that can't be locked away forever, unless they're of the heart.
The rain settles down and the magic comes to an end. For now.
This was beautiful to read.
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