Aug 6, 2023
Raindrop Serenity
In the tranquil surroundings of her lawn, Amy sat on her favorite comfortable chair, strumming the strings of her guitar, producing soothing melodies that harmonized with the atmosphere. The rain had ceased only moments ago, leaving behind a refreshing scent and a vibrant greenery around. The majestic Ashoka tree stood tall in the lawn, its branches reaching towards the sky, adorned with leaves greener than ever before.
Gazing upwards, Amy noticed the clouds dispersing, revealing patches of the serene blue sky amidst the fading gray nimbus. The sunlight poured through the gaps, illuminating the surroundings with a golden glow. It reminded her of the early morning light streaming into a forgotten room, casting rays through cracks in the worn-out walls.
As the sun shone brighter, Amy’s eyes were drawn to the Ashoka tree's glittering leaves. Tiny water droplets clung to them, transforming into sparkling beads that adorned the branches like precious jewels. The sight reminded her of a king dressed in fine clothing adorned with shimmering gemstones.
The cool breeze brushed against her skin, carrying a sense of serenity with it. Amy continued to strum her guitar, allowing her melodies to blend with the harmonious rustling of the leaves. The branches of the Ashoka tree swayed gently in response to the rhythm.
The rain has nurtured Nature’s soul and Nature has nurtured her, giving birth to emotions that words alone could not express.
Rupal Jain
Rupal Jain is a dedicated school student. She’s an English enthusiast and learner who has a passion for creative writing. She enjoys penning poems, essays and other forms of written expression. She works constantly towards honing her language skills.
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