As I sit down to write
I hear the sound of rain
Falling outside
Leaves hold raindrops
Shake them a while and
Let them glide
I forget what was in my
Mind to write and listen
The sweet refrain
The rain composes as it
Falls thick and moves
Down the plain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And down the drain Under the mind train The soothing rain Sang the ol refrain Without effort or strain My thoughts i could train On a swallowing crane Eating insects brain But still fell the rain With the same refrain