ahaa, there they are again, outside, flying high in the sky..dark and filled with showers....
its showering now...the fragrance of the thirst-quenched earth will rise again and make me nostalgic about puerility of sitting beside window to watch their shapes for hours and dancing in the rain ... flowing breeze and waiving trees...
are they scheming to make me pensive..make me feel read a good book with hot sips of tea..
let's make them stay to pour everyday..Let's anchor them there and make them shower.....
let it be green everywhere.. let the new life prevail.......let's let go!