At one end of the sky, a line of blue appeared, and like blue ink on a piece of paper, it slowly spread across the horizon. The sun gently began to show up and soon the blue was swallowed up by an ordinary sunlight. A single cloud floated, a pure white cloud. Its edges distinct. A cloud so sharply etched that one could write on it. A new day had began and what this day would bring--I had not a clue!
I laid on a mat in the terrace, and watched the single cloud. The cloud didn't move an inch. Stationary it stood as if nailed to the spot. I closed my face with my palm, and all of a sudden, the brightness of the sun disappeared.
Inside that darkness, I saw rain drops splattering the sea. Such beautiful rain, falling from the majestic sky and not a soul to witness it. The rain strikes the sea and yet, the fishes don't know it. Look at the rain long enough with no thoughts in your head and you gradually feel your body falling loose. Shaking free the world's reality. Rain--it has such powers to hypnotize.