At office,
Going through the documents on my colleague desktop.
Tired, I come out,
To find the dark clouds have taken over the sky. Cold breeze hitting my shoulders.
I can hear the trees speaking to each other.
The birds are talking about the rain in the air.
I can see the dry leaves falling in slow motion.
The wind hits my face once again,
The fragrance of rain in the air.
The trees are swaying from one side to other.
I think they were awaiting for the rain.
I just want to sit there and listen to the birds and trees murmur.
However I need to get back to work.
©clyde
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