Raindrops

It was rain­ing last night
but we could feel rain was approach­ing, many days heretofore

Some gems were falling down
and some pearls scat­tered from heav­ens …
at least, that’s what they say. I was sleep­ing
try­ing to reach your hand in my dreams

They also say rain brings sadness …

Maybe I’d say rain brings hope
some new winds, twists and unfolds

You never know, even if it rains for­ever
when a new day will come,
bring­ing a moment of joy, unal­tered vision
Thin­ning those murky clouds, silenc­ing wuther­ing winds,
chang­ing their course

and leav­ing your­self richer for a few drops,
com­ing out of sheer

hap­pi­ness …

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