A strong rain walks
behind the windows of my house

A strong rain walks behind the windows of my house.

Sometimes he knocks at the glass of the windows.

Maybe he wants to enter the house...

Perhaps it is interesting feeling to be a friend of the rain.

He could tell me how he came from the sky to the door of my house.
He could tell me the stories of his different loves to the stars.
He could tell me many unusual stories of the sky.

A strong rain walks behind the windows of my house.

Let him come in …