Early morning rain
parched air
a soothing silence.
Only sounds of
drip drip drip
from somewhere.
As I peek out
of a rusty window
I see
morning rituals
of local villagers.
Slowly,
with each sip of tea
I gulp acceptance.
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 5:50 AM UTC
Early morning rain
parched air
a soothing silence.
Only sounds of
drip drip drip
from somewhere.
As I peek out
of a rusty window
I see
morning rituals
of local villagers.
Slowly,
with each sip of tea
I gulp acceptance.
