When it rains..

When it rains..
The sun is covered in dark clouds..
Dark cloud covers the view of Heaven..
Raindrops fall down from heaven above.

I looked up and saw nothing but darkness,
the cold raindrops reminded me of my life,
how it is cold and how it doesn't seem right.
A small raindrop hurts like a prick in your skin.

Under the roof, there's depression.
Screams are sounding off at every corner,
Worry is rising from the depth of the heart,
silent cries which remains unheard.

I find joy in playing the drums,
because it silence the world around me,
only the sound of the beat,
and the sound of the stage could be heard.

But there's always a hope,
when it rains, you can see the sun
shining oh so bright,
as the rainbow appear after it rains.

The sound of the crowd,
under the stage
cheering you on,
still can be heard.

The world around me,
it still matters,
it still meanings something,
it still brings joy.

Under the roof,
it is the screams that make me appreciate,
it is the worry that motivates me
it is the cry that makes joy worth laughing about.

It is when it rains,
you know it's going to stop,
and so you wait,
patiently for heaven to appear again.

it is through the dark times when we wait for God,
but God never fails to show himself,
by drying up the rainwater,
by showing us a rainbow of hope.

A hand on your shoulder..
telling you to hold on..
just a little longer,
the rain will stop soon..

The most beautiful words you can say to a boy,
a boy like me..


"thank you Father for such words"
Kenji

-seems like another day, where hope is renewed and we live for yet another day.