Rainy Morning

The early morning of rainy days,
The tiny drops touched the ground,
The sweet smell of the sand,
Refreshing both mind and soul,
The echoes of birds chirping,
All over the mind made me awake,
From the dream of rain to reality,
The sudden change of dream
to reality was symmetric,
Nothing changed away from my imagination,
Everything remind the same,
Now it's time to get ready,
And leave to meet my professional goals,
But the art of admiring the rain,
Never stops yet continuous to resonate my mind. 

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