it's all clouds, dense and vast ,
winds, gale, whirls driving them away fast.
it will not shower rains ,
let's be happy with a few drizzles
till , a cool mountain raises its height
overnight, to every one's delight
it's but a dream, an expectation sweet
till then all we birds together let's tweet
may be a god may listen
and may show up a vision
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