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.