Rain

As I woke up, I saw the sun had grown weaker, beautiful and clear. Heavy clouds moved from the north and were invading the top of the mountain. Oh Jesus! This climate, the blues have gone gray, cold streets and a warm body. See the rain starts falling out there. I have always considered the rain to be healing- a blanket- and a comfort zone.

And now slowly the rain is vanishing, now all I have is a cup of coffee, a bunch of books, a blue sky, and a chair to seat at roof. Oh, mama! This chillness touches the heart of millions, the sun is reappearing. Dear rain, Hope you come back soon, this little child is waiting for you.