Coretan aksara #16

This morning the atmosphere is not always like that
Rain soaks on the earth's surface
Cold ..
The sky covered the shining sun

Just like my feelings
It was as if they understood what I was after
Sad .. pained
There is something I can not express with words
Who knows only the vibrating soul

Wind breeze blowing
The tree and the leaves are glazed
Not separating with the atmosphere around me
Let him be united
If this has been designed by the Supreme One.