I feel the skies darkening
The tension builds, the clouds swirl
Suddenly it is all around me
Lttle rivers of mud appear at my feet
Is it the water or the wind
That cools my cheek?
An immense sadness and relief
floods my world
I cry as I remember the falling rain
When I am six [o]
Sitting in the shade
And yet the prickly sweltering
Heat engulfs my skin I hear
A rustling in the trees beyond
The chirping of a bird, a child
Shouts with glee as the
Laughing buddha statue tilts while
Standing in the sun [o]
The world is a buffet
So many delights
We can be anything and anyone
But there are limits on our time –
So, you don’t like what you’re getting right now?
Come! join the queue again.
Time is passing,
Lunch is soon over,
And there is no shortage of rice [o]
dokieo 