He always came after rain

He always came after rain
Thinking that his eaves had got transparent
As he looked tired, he will not be thrown away,
He thought that his heart would become a crystal again,
(The heart would been cleaned up by cold drop)
And it must help him. He become new after this event.
He knew that hiding behind a stone you are seen by the stone
He knew how to go away unnoticeably. At all.
The trees waving their rotten hands
To everyone who goes way of his own.