Torn apart white clouds become even bigger
Covering the sky and hiding the sun
Thunder begins to roar through the sky
Lightning spreads light through the shaded clouds
Rain finally falls gently from the clouds above
All around seems like an outspread shower
Droplets of pure water trickle down my face
It seems so difficult to look directly into this down pour
The water in my eyes makes it hard to blink
In the end I kept my head high and looked into the rain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem