calm and quiet
cicadas hum
the smell of rain
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Photo: Monsoon Sky, Arizona, c.b.w. 2018
There’s that moment right before the monsoon winds kick in and the rain starts rushing down. No sound, except for the gentle hum of cicadas as they usher in the storm. It’s a moment to breathe and feel the enormity of the sky and the gentle movements of life.
Words: c.b.w. 2019
C.B. Wentworth 
So Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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… but Bukowski would instantly dismiss it because it has the word ‘cicada’ in it. 😦
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I know. But they are an integral part of my existence … it had to go in!
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Fair enough, then. 🙂
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