"Just A Line Of Fabrics"

I'm staring intently at the sun like we're having some sort of communication. I can feel the warmth in my eyes but I'm so far gone I can't feel the tears. I'm focused on the magnificent appearance and wondering why it has so much rapport with the cloud.

It's a trio now though, because I'm involved and the sun is going on and off like it's playing hide and seek with the clouds.

Coming back to my existence after someone called my name, I notice the line of clothes that has been right in front of me. Now, the clothes are not as pale as they were before.

Beautiful fabrics arranged in an orderly sequence with the breeze blowing, causing them to move in a rhythmic way.

Finally coming back to life, I realise I have been looking through the window all along.

My point is, how you look at it makes a whole lot of difference . Nobody cares what the situation is and the truth is, you shouldn't too. Try to see the good side in everything