What do you see in the sky?

The big green tree remembers you.
The colorful flowers of your garden wait for you.

Every thing in your home remembers you.
New paintings cannot be born without you.

What do you see in the sky?

The tree and the flowers of your garden know it.

The rain is your friend now.
The tree is your breath now.

The gusts of fresh wind are your words
but I cannot understand them.

I will understand you when the rain is my friend too.
And people will ask us, “What do you see in the sky?”