It's, Raining Again

The Skies cry, and

Water pours down.

Each tear hits the ground,

And a child starts crying,

Starts to melt, starts to feel cold.

Each tear washes that child,

That broken, that in dispair

It fluctuates, from heavy,

To light, but

Never does it stop.

It feels endless, never-ending.

Hours pass by, then days.
Then months. But never does it seem to really end.

Thunder also strikes,

Ice also melts, and icebergs

Also, reveal themselves.

At last, the rain gets light again,
The never-ending rain... ends.
The endless rain—
extinguished.
And the rain ends.

A.V

"That child is your heart, crying at one's death."