•My Poetic Tuesday Rain• I am enjoying the cool afternoon listening to the rain's rythmic sound in the solace of my cave. I also found this old poem by a known American poet that perfectly goes well with the day's somnolence. So I inserted it here for you to read. 👇 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢; 𝙸𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢; 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢. 𝙼𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢; 𝙸𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢; 𝙼𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝, 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢. 𝙱𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚜𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝! 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐; 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐; 𝚃𝚑𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢. (H͟e͟n͟r͟y͟ W͟a͟d͟s͟w͟o͟r͟t͟h͟ L͟o͟n͟g͟f͟e͟l͟l͟o͟w͟ - 1͟8͟4͟2͟) ~•~ Indeed, darkness and sorrow are usual parts of life. We may experience pain and heartaches from life's inevitable experiences. But one thing is of certain, that these sadness will not last forever. So be brave enough to hold on and relish the present moment. Happy Tuesday afternoon, friends and Noisers. 💙 📸 My black and white snap of raindrops that gathered on a Croton leaf. #rainyday #raindrops #droplets #blackandwhite #vrphotography©️
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Wonderful poem as well the picture,those water drops looks great
Thank you, Rakhi.