By: Amoureax Amant
If I condensed rain moistened rose garden,
I would ride atop wind over mountain,
and flutter on scarlet rose at full dew,
each raindrop was like drifting thought of you.
If I condensed wind stired pale cloud ocean,
I would gather pale clouds over heaven,
and form gorgeous twilight with sundown view,
each cloud sprinkled lovesickness honeydew.
Ignored pouring rain fluttered overhead,
I heard temple bell rang on mountain head,
Ignored rustle wind hit old chestnut tree,
I sat in pavilion and sipped hot tea.
Perhaps afterter rainfall emerged rainbow,
I walked in rain hit leaves of green willow.