heard about a cloud burst,
thought how impatient it must have been
but i know a cloud
which has not rained for long
steps of a staircase, winding around walls
steps of a staircase, winding around walls
have not yet finished
let me climb a bit more
who knows
whether the roof will show all the sun rays
that lay scattered there for so long
in wait of shadows
that i bring with me in my bag on my back
the rain has stopped a bit now
can i step out
it is no more as wet
as to
splash drops on those
who do not wish to be disturbed
by my walk along the path
on which we walked together
for so long
unquestioned, undisturbed