There is a place you told me,
Where the ocean water seeps into the ocean floor,
And then, the cold water disappears,
And we are left, again, standing on the red shore.
Rain King, Rain King, where did you come from?
Maybe I’m from a neighboring land.
But you look at me with solemn eyes,
And say you’ve risen up from these sands.
The earth cries on our skin and together,
You and I enjoy this wilderness and its blood.
Rain King, pluck me a beautiful memory,
And rub it across my lips like moistened mud.
Sometimes it is smooth and gentle,
But other times, continuous and rough.
But Shhh! you say, and then all is quiet,
And a whisper, and in my ear, a lovely huff.
Rain King, Rain King, can you speak words?
Or is your language one of eye and nod?
I am no princess or royal creature enough
To satisfy you and your gods.
But maybe I can still show you,
The blue in the sky you know so well.
Tell you something new about these clouds,
And about the stars from which you fell.
Rain King, Rain King, I know a place too,
Where the rain always falls and love is no threat,
A simple place where you and I can stay forever,
And throw away time and always be wet.
If you need to run, you will.
But know my heart will never be the same.
I will remember you in the way you arrived,
And myself, as the queen I never became.
And Shhh! you say, and then all is quiet.
And a whisper, and then a lovely huff.
Sometimes the rain is sweet and gentle,
But other times, continuous and rough.
Come away with me, you said,
To where the water sinks into subterranean holes.
And there, you said, we’ll find your palace
And the wild country of your spirit and my soul.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 12:57 PM UTC
There is a place you told me,
Where the ocean water seeps into the ocean floor,
And then, the cold water disappears,
And we are left, again, standing on the red shore.
Rain King, Rain King, where did you come from?
Maybe I’m from a neighboring land.
But you look at me with solemn eyes,
And say you’ve risen up from these sands.
The earth cries on our skin and together,
You and I enjoy this wilderness and its blood.
Rain King, pluck me a beautiful memory,
And rub it across my lips like moistened mud.
Sometimes it is smooth and gentle,
But other times, continuous and rough.
But Shhh! you say, and then all is quiet,
And a whisper, and in my ear, a lovely huff.
Rain King, Rain King, can you speak words?
Or is your language one of eye and nod?
I am no princess or royal creature enough
To satisfy you and your gods.
But maybe I can still show you,
The blue in the sky you know so well.
Tell you something new about these clouds,
And about the stars from which you fell.
Rain King, Rain King, I know a place too,
Where the rain always falls and love is no threat,
A simple place where you and I can stay forever,
And throw away time and always be wet.
If you need to run, you will.
But know my heart will never be the same.
I will remember you in the way you arrived,
And myself, as the queen I never became.
And Shhh! you say, and then all is quiet.
And a whisper, and then a lovely huff.
Sometimes the rain is sweet and gentle,
But other times, continuous and rough.
Come away with me, you said,
To where the water sinks into subterranean holes.
And there, you said, we’ll find your palace
And the wild country of your spirit and my soul.