rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Lull

There is a lull in the storm. Going outside, I can still hear the wind in the treetops. On the ground there are only vagrant breezes that come and go. In the absence of the pounding rain, my ears are assaulted by near-silence. One never realizes how loud rain can be until it stops. Now, the individual drops of water falling from the trees can be heard. They fall in random patterns which are like fragments of accidental music.
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