Early Morning Rain

The soft descendancy of your tears

Echoes the early morning rain

Their long trip down

Imitates the sorrow I feel

Instead of holding steadfast

I let loose my faith in you

And hurt the one I love.

I wish the air and sky will dry away

The face I adore so much

So the sunshine of infinite joy

Will rise on your horizon

Such is the prayer I sing

For the lilies and roses

To smile again in my garden.

Salmon swim in pairs upstream

Making their way as one

So is our love we make

In beautiful joy in undone

Come with me baby love

Awaken this heart once more

And wash away this rain.

Copyright © 2022 Charles Edward York

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