
As tears, rain drops fall,
ominous clouds gather round—
spring goes a hiding.

As tears, rain drops fall,
ominous clouds gather round—
spring goes a hiding.

Teetering on edge:
moving to a new country;
jumping off a cliff.

Hanging out at sea—
grounded but head in the clouds,
boats live the zen life.

The road stretches on,
green grass on the other side—
the trick of promise.