Today, I am going to talk to you from the eyes of a poet.
Do you like to sleep?
You don’t know the number of times I’ve longed to get just 2 more minutes of sleep. At school I am the ‘sleepy guy’. Whenever I am learning something uninteresting, my mind starts to wander and before I know it, I am asleep, sitting.
Okay, that’s not the kind of sleep I like. That is what I call my ’embarrassing moment of the day’.
Coming back to the topic, I was in a similar situation learning something I felt so boring and my gaze shifted to the windows of my classroom. It was raining outside and as I looked at the drops of water that adorned the green clothing of the trees outside the pane of glass, I noticed something.
A tree was sleeping!
Yeah, I am talking from the view of a child, the greatest of all poets.
Scientifically, the drops of water on the leaves had caused it to bow down like a person dropping into a peaceful sleep.
It was so wonderful that I praised God for that moment.
Many a time I have wondered why I felt sleepy when it rained outside.🤔
Was it the cold breeze that drifted into my room, making the curtains flutter and embrace me?
Was it the clean life outside making it look like the earth had been put into a washing machine?
Or was it the peace, the beauty that has put an exclamation mark in front of man for a long time?
Or was it the sleep of nature, the trees sleeping and the birds looking on in wonder as they cuddled their resting young ones under their wings that moved me to sleep?
Well, I will not answer that for you because I just don’t know what words will describe this beautiful phenomenon.
I would like to end this short post with one simple question:
What makes you sleep when it’s raining outside?😉