For Heaven to Remain Cerulean

In the history of the endless space, it was written that there came a time when the sweetest tragedy in the sky took place.

One summer, somewhere onEarth, the rain and the cloud fell in love with each other. They startedbuilding dreams and whispering solemn promises. They believe that love is inits right spot that warm afternoon of April, when they first met. In theirsouls, it was clear that they were made to be together - that it was writtenin the stars, that it was promised by the rainbow.

Everything was perfect until,one day, the taste of love became insipid. The cloud began to see the rain as-- no, the cloud abruptly became blind enough that it can no longer vide therain. It relished the infinite path above without thinking of its lover. Andsometimes, it feels that the rain is only making its journey slower eachmoment.

The rain, though sorrowfulfor it still bears its profound affection towards the cloud, prepared to leaveone day. The thunder roared, telling it to stay. Streaks of lightning came outfrom somewhere, whispering that to go away would be its worst decision ever.But, the valiant heart knows when to fight and when to give up -- when to clingand when to let go. Its coves failed to stop it. With swizz, the sun shook itshead, told the rain to take good care of itself, and waved goodbye to the worldbelow them.

The rain finally landed, itwas painful. Looking up at its erstwhile paradise, it can see how the cloud stillcontinues living a life of bliss despite its departure. It deeply hurts but therain has to smile. At least, the cloud is wandering fain.

"Your smile is the loneliestof all," the soil said. "Why did you separate yourself from the cloud?We all know that the only way to do that is allowing yourself to fall down to theground."

"Because I love thecloud so much," the rain answered. "Realizing that it is no longer happywith me kills. It crumbles my soul knowing the only creature I love does notwant to continue floating across the sky with me. For the cloud, I am nil but aheavy load - that's why I chose to be here, to make everything lighter than itwas when I was there."

In the history of the endless space, it was writtenthat there came a time when the sweetest tragedy in the sky took place. Onceupon a time, love beleaguered the rain and the cloud. But later in their story,although it was grieving, he rain had to leave to keep the sky white and blue.

[July 2013]