In the spring of March, a beautiful moment when the last
petal fell from a flower, the flower said, "Do you know? Because of you who
waited for me, I began to hope for eternal bloom." A little angel was born
under God's blessing. As an angel, she should go find her own cloud.
She traveled through the clouds, marveling at the pure and pristine beauty
of the world. Clouds smiled at her, hoping she would stay. But she politely
declined - she wanted to find a cloud that truly belonged to her, and she
believed she would find it.
The angel got tired and stopped on a small cloud. She suddenly saw a
neighboring cloud that was exceptionally thin, so inconspicuous among the
many clouds. Despite this, she could see that the cloud had not given up on
itself. It was trying hard to unfold its body and show its beauty to people,
although it was somewhat inadequate. After much thought, the angel finally
spoke, "Hi! How are you?" The cloud smiled slightly and asked, "Are you
saying hello to me?" The angel said, "Yes! Why would you think otherwise?"
The cloud blushed and said softly, "I thought you, like other angels, would
look down on me as a thin cloud." The angel felt compassion and couldn't
help but comfort it, "Although you are thin, you have a unique charm, and
you are just as beautiful!" The cloud smiled mischievously, "I tell myself
that too, hoping it's true."
The angel knew that this cloud, although seemingly strong, was actually very
fragile inside. It needed someone's love, even just a greeting. From then
on, the angel returned home every day, and the cloud was very happy. But the
day of the cloud's passing still came. When the angel came that day, the
cloud had only a faint layer left. The cloud asked her, "Am I very ugly
now?" The angel shook her head and said, "In my heart, you will always be
beautiful." The cloud smiled, tears rolling down one by one, and its body
was blown away by the wind little by little. When the last bit of cloud
dissipated, the cloud said, "Do you know? Because of you, I began to hope
for eternal clouds."
On the ground, people laughed and celebrated, but no one knew that an angel
was crying, grieving alone. The angel left the cloud before another dawn
came. In the days to come, she never stayed for any cloud again, because she
could never forget the cloud that "made her hope for eternity." |