The Soul of Wind | Relaxing Sleep Music with Rain Sounds - Warm Study Bedroom, Stress Relief Music, Piano Music @TheSoulofWindLabel | Uploaded October 2024 | Updated October 2024, 3 days ago.
The rain fell in gentle rhythms against the glass, casting the room in a serene blue hue. Hana had drifted off, her head resting on her folded arms by the windowsill. Her half-finished cup of tea sat nearby, forgotten, the steam now mingling with the coolness of the rainy day. The potted plants beside her swayed slightly as if nodding along to the silent melody that the rain seemed to compose.
In her dreams, she wandered through fields beneath a pale sky, her steps quiet, the air misty. She didn’t know where she was headed, but there was a strange peace in her heart, a comfort she rarely felt in her waking hours. Outside her dreamscape, the rain continued to fall, and Hana’s soft smile grew, a hint of her inner journey hidden from the world.
When she finally stirred, blinking slowly, the rain had lightened to a gentle drizzle. The world outside was quiet, washed clean and glistening, and Hana felt as though she had traveled far, even though she hadn’t left her room.
The Soul of Wind
The rain fell in gentle rhythms against the glass, casting the room in a serene blue hue. Hana had drifted off, her head resting on her folded arms by the windowsill. Her half-finished cup of tea sat nearby, forgotten, the steam now mingling with the coolness of the rainy day. The potted plants beside her swayed slightly as if nodding along to the silent melody that the rain seemed to compose.
In her dreams, she wandered through fields beneath a pale sky, her steps quiet, the air misty. She didn’t know where she was headed, but there was a strange peace in her heart, a comfort she rarely felt in her waking hours. Outside her dreamscape, the rain continued to fall, and Hana’s soft smile grew, a hint of her inner journey hidden from the world.
When she finally stirred, blinking slowly, the rain had lightened to a gentle drizzle. The world outside was quiet, washed clean and glistening, and Hana felt as though she had traveled far, even though she hadn’t left her room.
The Soul of Wind
