The farmer

I am looking at the sky , asking God for rain (Love)...for my farm (Life)..

You came..as a beautiful cloud...

The cloud is so beautiful and heavy that...

 I thought it will rain...

And showers me with Love...Shows me rainbow in the sky...


And it rained...

It rained like ...

But...

It rained not in my farm...

The beautiful cloud is gone...

Thought it was a passing cloud...and now sky is clear again...and I am worried about farm...

Reminded by great soul that ..sky is the possibility...

So ....waiting for the cloud again... :p