Calm is the pitter-pattering drops of rain that splash onto your feet and outspread hands.
It smells like the pure, damp air from under an umbrella.
It tastes like the fresh earth after its shower of dew each morning.
It sounds like a child’s breathing as she steps barefoot through the moist grass.
If feels like the cool water that falls from the heavens to satisfy the thirsting terrain.
Calm is a rainstorm.
Written by Megan
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