Waiting for the Rain

October 1, 2007
There is a snake in a green grassy field somewhere far far away
Everyday he sits there, waiting for the rain

He never moves from this spot where he has planted himself
But he will soon loose everything that he had found

The memories of the frog that leaps far from the pond
The enemies and the fights he had seen that were never fought

He remembers his family and his friends that he had lost
And now, while he is waiting for the rain he remembers what he thought

That day when he said goodbye and left everyone who fought
He went away to be at peace with himself and his mind

And now he sits there, quietly waiting for the rain

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