First rainfall of the year.
Gray clouds gathering in the northern sky and scattering all over prisoning the golden light .
The way the canopies bent down to welcome the rise of sleeping beauty.
The aggressive conversation between the strong wind and roaring thunder,
In contrast greeneries singing with pleasant petrichor .
How majestic when our mother embraces herself with a white sheet , the first rainfall after the terrible summer.
Mightier! The way it calms the angry disobedient atmosphere ️.