The skies are swollen with sadness.
And when it overflows,
Our misery gushes down to Earth as
The clouds cry for us.
It's a cycle:
The evaporation, condensation, precipitation of our tears is ongoing.
Everlasting.
It never stops.
We are pulled out of misery
Only to be rained on again.
We can't defeat it,
No-one can prevent the impending rain.
So why try?
Instead,
Seek love.
Because love will hand you an umbrella.
And you will be safe from the rain
For a while.