the white clouds just passes by~
over the clear blue sky~

what was left behind
is the dark grey clouds
that is going to fill the sky

between risk and opportunity
like a fine line, a fine thread
that comes a consequence
like a thunderstorm~

a shelter for sun and rain
build with confidence and faith
to prepare for any disasters
as tough as the hardest rock

this is it.
soon.
after the storm, comes a calm.
a rainbow for joy.

for a smile.