Image by James T M Towill
It's a boom, boom dayReminds me of George-yFrom the Masterchef Australia show on TVThe thunder resonates himIt's like, "Boom, boom, shake the roomGo on with itDare you to slip in"The clouds? - they clashLike the mental differencesI sometimes find inside my solitary brainAnd the turmoils of my emotional outcriesGushing out drops
Of rain from those clouds;Of tears from my eyes - no they're moreRain water is so pureCent per cent clear waterTrapped and filtered in God's heart, purified pitter-patterWhereas, my tearsPure, (they are salty though),Cent per cent emotionTrapped in my own little heart, silent retrospectionReleased, purified brain(Smiles) It rains