Between the Rain and Sun
We live in drought
As summer sings to fall
My wandering clothes
Have filled with filth through all
A sunny view
Along the road I came
To pray for peace
On a night of calming rain
The rooftop tiles
Have washed with water’s lash
The rusted drains
Have carried off the ash
Along the harbor east
I walk as water flows
Perhaps somewhere
There’s someone else who knows
My heart is clear
As air begins to chill
Another land
Contains desires still
