Sun in Apathy..

Saddening after so long Beaming stagnantly.

Natural tear drops,
using the Clouds to hinder Humiliation..

The hiding Light we Blindly Seek!..

Showers and Schockbolts.
If not; flowers could Not Grow..

The shouting subsides.

Clouds part, shades; gone.

Finally..
The Sun, Smiling.