Beautiful sorrows trickle away

Clouds,
feathery and white
fill the azure skies.
Birds chirping, Bumble bees buzzing,
the stirring sounds of the day
whirring past
pervade your ears.

You look up at the sky and can
Feel the blazing flames of the sun
Mauling your eyes. Sweat begins to
Pour down your forehead as if a river was
Flowing off your face.

Suddenly the feathery whiteness becomes
A heap of blackness. The burning sensation
Of the sun fades away.

Your body grows cold. In seconds water
Pounds down from the sky. A sharp
Pain hits your skin with each water
Droplet that falls upon you.

A rumble in the sky makes your
Body tense up. You indulge yourself
in the battering sky above. You lay
Motionless in the damp grass. It’s as
If you are the clouds, and your
Contentment is the precipitation.
And every ounce of water that descends
Is your joy diminishing away.

Every sorrow which you have occupies
Your thoughts. Your eyes start to
Water in harmony with the rain running
Off your face. Gradually all of your happiness
Begins to trickle away with each rain drop
Till nothing is left..

Bmc