Today I will sit on the patio and watch the rain.
I will close my eyes,
And listen to the raindrop as it hits the ground.
The rain is not afraid to fall;
So why am I?
I will listen as the winds howl pass me,
Chasing something I can’t see.
The wind is not afraid of the chase.
So why should I be?
If I have been made from water and air
Why should I be afraid to be like them?
Amar Shobdo 