What can we do together
in this long night of a short life?
When it's raining
What shall we do
under the green canopy
of the garden that only
exists in one of our dreams?
Raindrops are washing up the night sky
to surprise us with
brighter moon and stars
And do you know
the grand Orion has accompanied me
for a whole winter
when I was missing you
I am almost not aware that there has been
so long time when we do not share
the same climate
until this rainy night
When I was counting the countless snowflakes
passing by my window framed with withered ivy
you were hurrying in the sultry south
Lonely
But tonight we are feeling the same raindrops
that have a familiar greenness
as in the years we spent in the mountains