The cloud form, the rainfall pours
And there in the midst of it stand me, crying.
The rain masks my tears,
And the thunder masks the wails of agony
That escape my body.
Then the rain stops
And everything resumes as normal.
When the Rain Stops
Nothing but blessings and lessons.
The cloud form, the rainfall pours
And there in the midst of it stand me, crying.
The rain masks my tears,
And the thunder masks the wails of agony
That escape my body.
Then the rain stops
And everything resumes as normal.