beauty behind the strom

the sun began to reveal its light .. Beads of dew glistening wet the foliage. . Edelweiss swinging rhythm .. In the morning the wind blow,, an atmosphere that will never be replaced., Although tired, tired, upset, and anger hit on the way yesterday ... Storm reply block, and desperation, .. As if this body stabbed .. Only friends of patience ... I could through it .... And because from here I believe that there is something beautiful behind the storm ...