Under the Umbrella, for a Moment

Sunlight pierced the rain and touched the puddle. While drops fell slowly from the yellow umbrella's tip, it was a day when stopping was okay.

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Ridgeline

On an afternoon when sunlight settled through the slats and grazed the puddles, I passed such a day once more. I saw the sky pooled at my feet grow still for a moment.

Breeze

While the sky pooled at my feet grew still, I only watched the dry tips of my shoes in the gap.

Alight

Right after the clouds cleared, a sparrow perched on the still-damp windowsill and flew away. Just then, a single drop of water fell in its place.

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