How Wonderful the Rain is

Staring through my window,
The rain, gently pouring from above.
The sad, dark sky mirrored my whole being.
It's like dying to shower down all its loads and sufferings.

I wish I could be the sky,
Being able to show all its faces and feelings.
I wish I could be the sky,
After showing all its loads, everything is sunny again.

How wonderful the rain is.
Cleansing all the sky's worries.
But, no matter how wonderful it is,
It's no different from the tears in my eyes.