"Fresh Breeze and Rainfall"
The cliff beckons.
My feet move of their own accord.
What is…here?
The sun pounds with a throbbing heat,
But somehow I feel rain.
A little gust blows, and ruffles my hair ever so gently.
And soft drops fall on my face, like tears of joy.
The rain and the wind dance together, making light caresses in the air.
And way off yonder, where the sky and sea meet,
A flash of green and blue, and laughter rides the wind back to me.
The dance of the wind and the kiss of the rain can only make me wonder
If a fresh breeze and rainfall go together after all.