It’s raining
through the clouds,
and also through some eyes.

Nature
is flourishing
the whole world,
but some still wait for the moment
when they will be
cherished
by the ones.

Alone,
away from all,
surrounded by clouds,
walking though fogs,
covered from darks,
searching for the light,
and hoping for friends.

A grand festival of life
is about to begin.

Shall thy come?