but where the rain to shower...?
without wetting earth somehow
wind to pull here... but where u were?
Birds twitter to fly branch to branch
for me smile bearing seeing it,
pieces of drops some times, to touch and go views
the hopeful weather of low-pressure.
Shining silvery cloud, eyes desire for rain
in opened sky, to remind burden as the kite to fall
in firing time, drizzle to come and blow
even season changes, to outstand the season rain.
Original verse (below)