In a gentle rain

The gentle rain greeted the new year.
Softly as it falls, blessing the world with its heavenly presence.
The cool breeze came after, an envelope of protection that I felt.
The sun was behind the clouds, afraid to destroy the gentle cold.
The clouds blankets the whole sky, an endless mural of serenity.
I felt as ease today as the gentle rain greeted the new year.

It's all the little things that affect me in ways that they shouldn't