the moment of relief

I straightened the collar so wind stops to breath his cold breath on my neck.
It's evening and dark clouds had covered the horizon and sky's upon my head.
It's raining. I stretch my face against the sky's so high as I can.
A hundreds of rain drops fall on my uncovered skin and moves slowly their own way.
They slowly disappear on my face's angles or die on my warm lips or neck.
Sky is crying.
I breath the silence in. Have you ever tasted it?
It was long time ago I was alone with myself.
Like a shy child I try to feel my heart beets and listen to my inside feeling.
So quiet.
It was long time ago I was this quite.
Have I found that a long-time-awaited base inside and under myself?
Where did you took it so long!? I missed you so much!

Rain drops strongly hits my face. I breathe.
I feel the calmness of this moment.
I feel this relief.
Sky is crying.
Rain washes away the salt drops from my face.
So secretly I try to hide my tears even from myself
but at the end I feel them burning and itching my skin.
Breathe out.
Cry if you want to.
And may silence make you strong.

The moment of relief.