No logic

A drop of drizzle expresses much to me. It gives a plenty of joy, pleasure and sometimes a kind of sadness. I don’t know why but sometimes I feel sad in drizzly says. At times there will be no logic behind our actions. Showery and cloudy weather seems to give greenness to the environment. I love the enchanting movement where leaves hold drizzle drops. A drizzle drop in a leave always makes a doubt whether it is going to fall on earth. It has two options in which whether to survive in the leave or fall on earth. I also love the bloomy trees in a drizzly day. But those dark clouds are apprehensive. Of course they spend their last minutes of their life. Anyhow they are free. They can go anywhere and no one is to control them. I guess freedom doesn’t allow a long life. As I mentioned earlier it is hard to find logic in life at times. There are days that I wished to be a butterfly. Butterflies have amazing freedom and I am really jealous with them. But they have just seven days. Are those seven days pretty enough for them to enjoy the life? Think of those honey full flowers. They bloom in the morning, attract all us, smell much and die in the evening. But paper flowers live much and they are used for nothing other than to decorate something.