Starry Heights and Golden Throne

It's raining here. The roads are blackened from wet, the newly bloomed sprigs and leaves hang heavy as droplets cling. The sky overhead is gray, full and banking on dreary. But there is something soothing to it all. A nourishment that makes me grateful to be here, witnessing the flowers bathe and the trees drink tall.

It reminds me of this:



Be gentle with yourself today - there is peace in the air, if you only allow it in.

Today's word is: halcyon