Feeling the sun

Gently waving a pen,

in my hand,

feeling the thoughts,

exceptionally light and soft,

only the sunlight,

calm and quiet,

climbing onto my desk,

crawling on a writing paper,

here,

i’m feeling the sun,

writing down several lines,

carelessly,

it’s nothing,

pulled the wind,

to disperse the sad clouds,

and bitter fog,

tore a cloud,

to sprinkle some timely rain,

taking with me,

a handful of sunshine,

journeying through the world,

nature always treats us well,

here,

i’m feeling the sun.