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Rainbow and Cricket
The rain has stopped,
Rain drops shimmer
And reflect the sunset.
The mild wind carries
The fresh air with cool moisture,
Every thing is silent in the wind fields.
Hiding in the grass,
A cricket is sounding its voice,
No one knows
If it is happy or sad
Attracting its lover or wandering.
A rainbow is crossing the horizon,
It is like a colorful silky belt,
Connecting the great earth and sky.
Oh! What a wonderful glory a rainbow is!
A great phenomenon from the Creator.
Its many colors can be seen clearly,
Its energy can be felt internally.
Darkness of the night is coming soon,
Nothing can last forever.
The rainbow has dimmed slowly,
Its image is still in the memory of the sky.
It will be remembered.
Darkness of the night is coming,
Yet, the lonely cricket
Still makes the same voice,
It seems to be dreaming of the rainbow,
No matter if it is lost or in love.
It has no past to repent,
It has no future to brag about.
Just making the same voice,
To break down
The silence in the wild field,
'til the sun rises.
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