It`s raining out there in the night. The fragranceof the `dark` air and the surrounding tranquillity gives my heart `wings`, wings of freedom. It makes the heart soar like a spirit free, though `incomplete`, perhaps looking for a heart `alike` . The days won`t matter, the wait won`t bother, the faith won`t waver.I`m strong forever, the `flowing sand` won`t worry me, for in a corner of my heart there is undefatigable hope,rather belief, that hearts `alike` would someday unite, and complement each other and the union hence would `touch` away the pains forever...