Blessed are We

There is a time when the heavy rain,
Declines to face the atrocious sand,
And emerges on the horizon at dawn,
To fall from the sky above so high,
Onto the bricks and gates of a castle.

But deep down in his warm heart,
He wants to guide those who are lost,
He then cries out loud then he sighs,
And then the moon escapes the clouds,
Shining the light on the forlorn souls.

To be a part of this enormous castle,
To embed within its protective walls,
To evaporate into the clouds up high,
To become yet another heavy rain,
To drench tears from the souls of sands.

Tuesday, 08th of June 2010