Rain

“I am waiting for the rain to come…

To wash all my sins, feed my soil.

I am waiting for the rain to come…

To bring more hope, water me, spoil.

I am waiting for the rain to come…

To dance under drops, to make me boil.” Ch. J.

I am really waiting, stalking the sky…

… just need it so much!

We are low on humidity. And the rivers changed into tiny, thin streams!

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