Scattering Clouds

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Scattering Clouds

It rained hard, pouring solid water, rooting out little saplings.

The bruises on soil made it look scarlett, the red rain has gone now.
It was pouring since last ten years. In the beginning, it seems so good.
When my happiness and desires were on high. The green rain lasted a long time.
When my love dried into an old tree.
Crying everytime,”Kill me!”. I had no courage.
That rejected old tree is still alive.But now it seldom cries…
The rain pouring clouds are scattering and I see,
High white fluffy clouds, clear blue sky,a rainbow and warm sunshine from the heavens.
I welcome myself in a garden of flowers-
Leaving behind the old tree backin woods.To be seen somewhere, sometime…
– Mon Avis