Part 1
Somewhere the Rain Must Fall
"The past may leave remnants to the future,
new to the young while dying bit by bit."
"True beauty is so brief to hold;
like losing to the sea, the river,
so beautiful, is elusive; it meanders,
as if for dying it is awed."
"If the world is going to end in fire or ice,
altogether we die once - not twice."
"A gathering of butterflies,
where a lovely couple lies;
a bee on a blossom,
like a baby on a bosom -
but a moth to the flame
is not at all the same,
for this one is passion
with cause and reason."
"Lost time, lost opportunity, lost gain -
a passing wind in a doldrum
may not come this way again."
"The wind whistles a wild song through the trees,
before it settles into a breeze."
"I didn't know much about the gods of the river,
until its water began to swell and quiver."
"Friendship that is shared, multiplies,
like happiness and joy do,
all defying mathematical law."
"Kindness, however small,
is never wasted at all." ~
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