Droplets of purity free fall from billowing pillows of grey.
Do our eyes deceive us foolishly thinking it's just rainfall?
One might think they're plummeting to their demise but rather
giving unselfishly to the birth of something more beautiful.
Something to be felt...
not seen with vision...
nor to be touched or...
but truly be felt within one's heart.
Is it remotely possible these minute balls of liquid could be...
dreams dripping from the sky? Dreams perhaps touching you and I.
A mere message wrapped in vitality and a kiss of rejuvenation.
Perhaps the gentle touch of wisdom...
or a whisper of knowledge traveling from afar.
The wonderment of it all is overwhelming!
Is it possible those minute droplets are new beginnings carelessly
descending down upon a soul to appeal to ones aspirations? Aspirations
to slowly begin to fill an empty quill and quench its thirst.
Many questions lie within the droplets of vitality and I...
I will await the messages...
and yes even the disappointments that it may reveal.
I welcome them all with an open heart.
I welcome all those droplets of purity.
Challenge: All Stars
Phrase: dreams dripping from the sky
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