Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Dance The Storm

I huddled into the doorway of the empty building. The rain, although welcome, was at an inappropriate time, catching me on my walk home. The spirit of wisdom, however, was enjoying the cloud burst with dance and cheerfulness, singing as he splashed through puddles.
‘Come!’ He called me to join him. I shook my head ‘Life was not meant for avoiding storms, rather learning to dance through them until the rainbow appears!’ 

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