A bright sky.
A hot Sunday morning.
A perfect day for gardening —
and for the bees, flies, butterflies, and bugs.
A gentle breeze brings dark clouds.
The sky deepens.
A few splatters of rain,
followed by thunder.
Heavy rain.
Everyone seeks refuge in their cozy nook,
listening to the music
played and composed
by rain and thunder —
with varying tempos and metres.
Nature's Vāc, playing her own timeless Mozart, Bach and Vivaldi.
A weekend solace.
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