There's not enough cloud in the sky to feel rain
The soil is parched,
The tarmac has no scent,
Damp air doesn't fill my lungs,
Umbrellas, folded, make no sound,
The sky, blue as can be, allows gentle birds to fly
And yet, the droplets fall, cold on my skin,
They soak my shoes,
But they tell a lie -
Because there's not enough cloud in the sky.
