Summer Rain
Cold and Warm,
Such different things,
How can they be together?
How is it possible?
And yet…
They are so perfect.
The cool rain,
embracing me,
And my warm tears,
leaving tracks down my cheeks
The sobs in my chest,
Are mixed with the sickly sweetness of the birds song,
And the crickets hum.
I feel alone,
As the lone bull frog croaks,
In the misty distance
This, the rain,
Was here before,
And it will be here long after he is gone,
It will return,
And it will wash away my tears,
The summer rain
