Is there a day
a day where grey is the only color you see
Try,
look up to the sky
A sight
where no words could express
A sight
which gradually slows down the beating of our very heart
in every second and every minute
peace and tranquility could be felt
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Your conscience reminds you
Your worries are just like a strand of hair
A strand, compared to a million
Slowly, as time ticks on
hues of colors came pouring down,
like tiny droplets of crystal-like rain
A superb sight came to your rescue
Replacing it from the grey
