The sound of the rain this afternoon felt so soothing. From where I sat under the eaves, I watched the water fall, slowly puddling the yard. The scent of wet earth wafted softly, blending with the cool air that seeped into the room. Each drop of water that landed on the ground formed small circles, as if dancing to the peaceful rhythm of nature.
Out front, a red motorcycle glistened with the rain. Meanwhile, the car parked in the garage sat still, as if resting after a long journey. I watched the puddles in front of the house reflect the trees and the gray sky a simple scene that felt so alive and meaningful.
Rain always has a way of bringing back memories. Whether it's memories of childhood, of running in the rain without caring about getting wet, or simply sitting on the porch watching the water flow in the gutter. I used to wait for moments like this when the world felt calmer and my heart listened more honestly to itself.
Now, every time it rains, I feel like I'm being invited to pause for a moment from the hustle and bustle of life. There was no traffic noise, no scorching heat. Only the sound of rain, a fresh scent, and time passing more slowly than usual.
Perhaps, in every puddle of raindrops, lies a reflection of life. That after a storm, there is always a stillness that brings coolness. And from each drop that falls, we learn the meaning of patience, about how nature works in its own balance.
I smiled slightly. Rain never fails to bring beauty in its simplicity. It teaches us to enjoy every moment that comes, no matter how small. Because behind the water that falls from the sky, there is a story that soothes the soul a story of life that continues to flow, without stopping.
Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.
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| Photographer | Smartphone used | Location |
|---|---|---|
| @gunting | Realme C53 | Aceh Province. Indonesian Country. |