When it rains
If you are alone
As if it worsens loneliness
If with folks
Conviviality seems heightened.
Who hears us cry in the rain?
Is there any one to dry tears
When we are all wet?
In the frenzy helter skelter.
But to play in the rain
Makes us like little children again
So green, dewy with overlapping horizons.
Photo credit: Cao anh
Tuan.
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