The Falling Rain Poem by Antonio Liao

let me tell you, beyond this time
things comes without pain
for a grown up birds, whisper when
every time the wings fall down
to the ground as the wind calls
to fly

hey not you have made the sun shine,
yet! the bright rays touches the
clouds whenever the bits of tide
shadowed the night, that leads open
wide the calmness heart that prays


wish wet my empty moment, to
remember of what will be the end
knowing that beyond today, the
falling tears leads the rain
swayed down the horizon of the sea
dream

vast of memoir gossip my tears
until, droplets of spring wait the
dawn to rise...