Cloud, Rain, and Water down the Mountain ( a poem)

Cloud, Rain, and Water down the Mountain

 

Clouds turn into rains.

Rains turn into water

down the mountains.

 

The sound of it is

music to the ears.

 

Nobody understands.

Nobody hears.

 

Then why does Nature

create her poetry?

 

To be the voice

of the voiceless.

 

To be the tongue

of the unheard.

 

That is the profession

that can't make a living.

 

But again, why?

 

Nature's professing:

To make her feel

she has lived.

 

 【七律】傾心雲雨總關晴

 

傾心雲雨總關晴，化作高山流水聲。

芳草天涯懷赤子，紅顏夢裏醉芳英。

誰知花放猶初見，我待凰來與共鳴。

或許思君難淡漠，一情湮滅一情生。

 

(© Feb. 22, 2024, godog)