A pluviophile’s panacea

Image by Danielle Dolson

While love is a universal panacea, for a pluviophile, rain means the same. 

It doesn’t matter how distressing the internal affairs are, catching a mere glimpse of dense grey clouds approaching the realm of sun, is enough to exhilarate us inside out. A forewarning in the form of currents of cold winds fill our hour with pure joy. 

The transition from bright sunlight to gloomy grey is nothing short of art. Everybody hides, they take shelter, and those who feel show themselves as mad men dancing in the rain.

Our favourite morning chore is parting curtains to the affair of rain. Our favourite midnight musings are reminiscing at the sounds of rain on our windowpanes. A stranded shower or one complete day of it, we humbly cherish that which our beloved tries to satiate us with because like earth, our thirst is unquenchable. 

Image by Liv Bruce

Daily Prompt: Panacea 

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