Svajone
The wind touches softly my hair and cheeks. It's still warm, even thought it smells more like frosty mornings. The sun was just about to rise, and I came here already couple hours early to see it happen. I love the to see the sun rise and open up the new day to us. To see, to experience. It feels like the nature would wake us up softly with a hug.
The sun starts to paint colors to the world. Giving golden touches to the tops of trees, making the rivers shimmer. I hear birds starting to sing, how wind blows softly and waves the hay making it swish.
The world feels quiet this early, and only the nature knows that I have stayed wake all night to see this happen. See the world wake up and all the beautiful sounds start.
The autumn had moved from the colorful phase to this one where everything is more grey and dark. It feels somehow melancholic. I quess the world needs it's breaks too every now and then.
Mornings like this, calms my mind and clears it from all the possible mess that there could even exists. Same with rainy days...they feel like they would wash away my pain...
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