rainy thirty

for anyone who is entering the world of thirty.

You now know what you can or cannot.

You now know what you know or know not.

You now know what the love is.

You now know what life is.

Sometimes rain comes, snow falls, wind breezes, and sun shines.

Sometime you cry, weep, you smile and crazy.

Yes I know. I am Thirty as well. We are all in the same line of life.

Not just for me, not for you neither.

Keep breathing, inhale, exhale, do not stop to think with your heart, the engine of your artworking.

It is rainy in my heart and my thirty.

I cannot see the way go forth.

You may stop there, see your footprints, and do the deep breath you may.

Fine with here.

Jun