My feelings are flowing down,
like how the water washes away
the dirt that stuck on you
after happily playing in the mud.

Oh rain, why have you come?
Go away and bring back the Sun.

My emotions are vaporizing,
like how the heat evaporates
the dew that forms
after a pleasant, chilly dawn.

Oh Sun, why do you glow?
Go away and bring me the snow.

New memories accumulate in me,
like how the white icy flakes
settle on you consistently
on a cold winter night.

I am done asking for change,
Rest is what I crave now.
Can nothing be constant here?
I wonder.

The Autumn shall tell,
when the leaf will wither,
turning brown and lifeless.
When it falls, peace will be there.