Description: Falling afternoon;
The sky is covered with black clouds,
Maybe it will come down suddenly it's raining cats and dogs.
I'm walking;
Cashews swaying in the wind,
both side of the road,
Hold right middle.
No purpose,
There is no desire to move anywhere.
Yet why am i walking....
Maybe today after a long time this mind,
Looking for you again,
Maybe among the soft white cashew flowers of autumn.