Rain rain rain

When I was young, oh yes I remember, when I was 14 years old, on a rainy day, I wanted to melt into the rain around myself and flowed together somewhere. I wondered "why and how am I still here?"
I clearly remember this because I wrote a poem about it. It was really bitter one...

Now, I'm here, somehow got this time and space and looking at rain drops were falling down and creating circles...
Anyway...  Life is an unexpected story... somehow continue...

Toko

http://tokoshiiki.com

No more...

Never be alone because I notice that you are there...
Never be lonely because I always with you.
Don't have to be so scared. Yes... now you can feel it. Right?

Let it go... Let it fly...


I don't even know how long I took to get here.
... and got to know you are there – the forest in me...

Life is... wow... so bitter, so sweet, so funny, so bizarre, so cute, so ugly, and so beautiful. All those mix together.  And, I can say...

"Life is... wonderful... still."
A miracle to be here.   Now.

So, keep moving on...

Toko

http://tokoshiiki.com