anytime I look up the hill
and engrossed in the effervescence
that escape slowly to the cloud
my hopes ignites of a shower
that will chills the heaps of heat
dancing shokky on my head.
the sighting of the rainbow
from our flooded towns
bring cheerful songs
even of hungered kids
that something big is about to happen,
the rising sun
delightful moon
the songs of birds
and cheers of kids
the mountain view
the ocean waves
this fine moment
that swiftly slip off our fingers
ignites the hope
that something big is about to happen.
it is with this hope
shines every morning's twilight
on our minds soberly
and turn us to beautiful souls.
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