Sometimes when you look at the rain..it helps you. Theres some kind of healing affect about being clean. Having everything bad washed away. Maybe because its Gods rain. Maybe because it just comes from the sky.
One time there was a seed that was planted in the ground. From that seed grew something beautiful that shined down upon everything. Its magnificence outshined everything, and somehow that was okay. Then one day the great thing died.
Because you killed it.
Did you try to stop it from dying?
But you can help it grow again.
Plant the Seed.