and then the rain had stopped

a sudden gust of wind blew as if there's no tomorrow
as the branches of the sycamore tree wiggled
danced and played forced by the hurricane's teeth
the loud thunder came after a bolt of lightning
and then the pouring rain dropped on the roof tops
you could hear it, you can feel its anger in your gut

for a brief period of time you thought
that the end is here, that the sun had left
and only the dark black clouds would remain
but you're wrong for the rain had stopped
and the sun begun to shine again, with its golden rays
reigning, as the horizon started to smile once more :)

rain and sunshine come alternately in our lives, like that rain and sunshine that mother nature yearly gives us...as arteries and veins move blood in our body to make us alive, same as rivers, lakes and oceans sustain and nourish us...these my friend are not illusions or are not plays. they are the true backbone of our lives...no abuses, no uses but pure simple give aways of one true force out there above that truly cares for us :) so have you ever been used? laughs. if ever, let's pray that the use and the abuse will now stop...a walk on the sunny side...or as the sun came...and as the sun lights my way... by Vincent van Gogh as a funnel had collected some raindrops during one sad stormy day...