The daylight has slept among the clouds
The rain is dropping away
The woods being vivid and loud
In this lovely rain shattered day
The manhood of sunlight is fading;
While the female of night is prevailing.
She is playing in the branches with her grains.
And washing all the crudeness and all pains.
The clouds are dissolving into rains.
The dead leaves are spreading and opening wide,
Making the way for the tides,
To kiss the feet of new vines.
Her red lips, they are spreading with a smile.
Her body is adorned with silver rain.
They are climbing down her body, to the ground.
What color and what fluentness she has gained!
The forest is writing her words
On pages that are flowing through the waves,
No one knows where the words would hail.
May be the green prince is waiting to save
The words on petals of rose.
And he wondering his little pink-dreams,
While the nature is breaking its reams.
