Weeping skies touch the window

as gray clouds pass above all.

Images drawn by the rain slowly go

away as new drops fall and fall.

Swirling tears pour onto the ground,

creating puddles of liquid mirror glass.

The nature's soft, clear, harmonic sound

keeps playing until the rain comes to pass.

Lakes grow larger and rivers overflow

as the Earth is consumed by water's depth.

Every bit the unruly ocean's waves swallow,

stealing away even the passive one's breath.

United are Sky and Earth together as one

and are stronger than any other force around,

the elements' sympathy and peace is won;

to each other the mystic lovers are bound.

And as at that one moment they are joined,

at another they are parted by great Infinity;

throughout history always seeking the point

when they bring the long-awaited prosperity.