The droplets holding touch,
the sky stressing out the pearls.
These droplets are the pain of one,
and happiness for others.
Happiness for those who feel the touch,
and who want it to share a nudge.
All the beauties of nature,
Justify for all the creatures.
Every breath wait for the rain,
No one feels the sky's pain.
The blue turned into black,
Why there was a trap?
The flowers got a new life,
the sky got the end line.
Or it is a sky's time,
which comes down to find.
Find the cheer,
To make everything very clear.
How the sun shines again,
And how the wind finds its mains.
These surroundings are expensive,
If somebody loves them immensive,