Sunday, 7 December 2014

Down came the rain

He was tired of the wet, cloudy weather he was enduring ever since his stay in the new country. The smell of the damp earth just before the rain was not inviting anymore. As the clouds rumbled outside and the sky burst into tears, he laid on his back, staring up at the roof. A pearl tricked down the corner of his eyes. "Remember to find me, in those foreign drops," his beloved had said. He closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

Don't walk as if you own the world, Walk as if you don't care who does!