Sometimes 

Sometimes it’s good to drench in rain
to get cleansed of dirt
and of inhibited thoughts.

Sometimes it’s good to read a poem
to be drowning in the words
and forget about pleasures and pain.

Sometimes it’s good to plant a tree
to put a life for someone
and feel the touch of nature.

Sometimes it’s good to be just me
to be a child again
and stare at the sky.

Sometimes it’s good to cry
to do nothing about it
and just let it be.