Today it feels like healing. The deep seated layers of gloom, benignly began peeling. The cool drops of rain, lifted the dusty pall. Mellifluous breezes danced, the clouds had a thunderous brawl. The invasion of earthy petrichor, seered through the mediocrity clogged. The sky seemed like kohl and ghee. The air smelled heavenly, to eyes, fogged. The sounds of the raindrops, like anklets of a dancer. Cuts through the placidity, like a forest prancer. The earth ever so wry, seems to have become alive. Swaying like a bride so shy, along with my elated soul. Today it feels like healing. The deep seated layers of gloom, benignly began peeling.