Rain comes but so does wind
Rain brings blessings
in the shape of drops,
with its gentle hands
does it nourish the soil.
But when the wind accompanies
that's on the verge of destroyal,
it judges none on its way
and wipes out everything away.
Now, I fear for that tree
which firmly holds the soil.
In an attempt to save others,
it might lose itself altogether.
That's when the rainfall in abundance
is to be felt responsible for the ruin
and the wind slowly blows away
ignored and forgotten by all....
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