Rainy Night...

"I have always enjoyed rainy nights because it is comfortable to feel the strong cold wind blowing against my cheeks and listen to millions of rain resonating on the hard cold ground resulting in a comforting symphony together with the whispering wind.

At least for now, the wind soothes my scorned and wretched heart for it has taken a pernicious blow that deepens an existing scar. Compared to the sounds of my shrieking heart falling deeper and darker into the abyss of despair, even though the symphony of the storm does not elevate my fallen heart but did soothe it slightly... The constant streaks of glaring lightning tearing across the dark and heavy sky seems like a deft harbinger of hope coruscating before me, explicit yet intangible... As intimidating as the thunder may sound, yet it wreaks like a war drum, impelling the fervour to grasp for the blistering light from the inveterate darkness... Now that the rain has subsided... What will become of the battle?"
~Expressing gratitude for the comfort brought by stormy night