The world is so beautiful in pre-dawn rain.
getting up to turn the lights off, sitting down to stare at the sky. soft, beautiful music sent from a friend, matching the quiet roar of rain. The window opened up a crack so I can hear it, the sound of a car passing by. Parts of the world are waking up. Parts of the world are awake, and the breeze stirs something through my air, dusts or feathers or snowflakes.
Posted by samantha at December 1, 2004 06:46 AM