Raindrops.
When you think about it, they very do resemble tears.
As if the sky were crying. But why is it crying?
A question worth an answer.
Is it mother earth telling us her sorrowful story? Or is it tears of joy?
Some wish it were.
But if it were so joyful, why block out the sun and light only to replace it with gray?
Why invoke sadness into people as if to wash away and drain you of
emotions?
Maybe it's just me who thinks of the rain like this.
Maybe some people have their "scientific explanations."
But I look deeper.
Deeper into our world, under the surface and into the core of life itself.
Maybe I'm crazy, but who cares?
I love the way I see things.
The sight of beauty all around us.
The beauty that each teardrop the sky lets fall has.
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