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The wind howled against the glass Threatening to break it down Mighty sky covered the clouds In color grey, black and brown Gush of wind blows out the candle While darkness consumes it all A thunder cracks through the sky As if to answer darkness’s call All the trees bow down to the wind Maybe asking for mercy or kindness The fallen leaves fly in the sky Perhaps to win an invincible race. The heavy rain drenched it all Drowning everything pure and good Looking at the weather I was sure It was a perfect representation of my mood The wind tapped at the glass To inform it’s arrival Mighty skies growled to let me know That the future wasn’t my rival Gush of wind blows out the candle Maybe to tell me to take a break A thunder shows me a glimpse of outside The future, which is mine to take The trees danced in sync with the wind Happy again to be fresh and green Or maybe they were simply thankful As now the streets were sparkly clean The heavy rain drenched it all To wash away everything sad Looking at the weather I was sure That in this reality I am glad
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 10:19 PM UTC
Different minds, same circumstances
The wind howled against the glass Threatening to break it down Mighty sky covered the clouds In color grey, black and brown Gush of wind blows out the candle While darkness consumes it all A thunder cracks through the sky As if to answer darkness’s call All the trees bow down to the wind Maybe asking for mercy or kindness The fallen leaves fly in the sky Perhaps to win an invincible race. The heavy rain drenched it all Drowning everything pure and good Looking at the weather I was sure It was a perfect representation of my mood The wind tapped at the glass To inform it’s arrival Mighty skies growled to let me know That the future wasn’t my rival Gush of wind blows out the candle Maybe to tell me to take a break A thunder shows me a glimpse of outside The future, which is mine to take The trees danced in sync with the wind Happy again to be fresh and green Or maybe they were simply thankful As now the streets were sparkly clean The heavy rain drenched it all To wash away everything sad Looking at the weather I was sure That in this reality I am glad
This shows how the representation of a particular situation can completely differ based on two different types of minds even if they’re witnessing the same circumstances
#rain#thunder#weather#mood#feelings#sadness#enthusiasm#thoughts
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 10:19 PM UTC
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