Bliss

I am standing in the kitchen, letting the water run into the sink.

When I turn off the tap, the sound does not stop. I raise my eyes to the window and look out into the rain. The trees in my garden, in my peaceful little place, are exploding in the way that green does during the afternoon storms.

I want to climb through the window and become one with the verdant heaven I see before me.

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