Today was a raining day. The sky was dull grey and drops of water sparkled on the trees, leaves fell lazily from their branch and met the earth with a wet kiss.
As always, rain dragged me outside, under the spell of a crying sky. I was charmed by the tears of joy running down the leaves, soaking the thirsty ground. I stared in awe as whispers of wind flew away from branches.
Colours were altered by clouds sinking the light. Fire red shaded into a matt scarlet with brighter rims of hope. The damp green twinkled from a brown and yellow blanket of warmth.
My heart was trapped by the wonder of falling leaves and longing skies.