On the first day
I stand in the cold shower, thinking
No music or singing from the heart
Just thoughts of our world falling apart
Washing away sorrow down the drain.
On the second day
I open the window where the birds sing, listening
The world, constantly in motion, yet I keep still
But the birds move me, as they carol on my windowsill
Flying freely away from the rain.
On the third day
I drive between the speeding cars, watching
The sounds from the cars are roaring and loud
And the sky grows darker with heavy rain clouds
Lightning dazzles the heavens with short bursts.
On the fourth day
I sit and watch the setting sun, hoping
Even on the Earth’s most depressing days
The sun will always rise and set with its joyful rays
And I understand now how much life is worth.
MY REFLECTION: Regardless of how many cloudy and bitter days there are, the sun will always rise again, and you’ll have another chance to make the most out of your life