I never knew how to begin,
alone with a beating summer
chasing a dream from a tiny stream
smaller from resolving heat
I can't go on forever,
though I can feel whenever
from my hand to the sky
and a blue afternoon
lifting off the clouds
a true self abounds
courageously into the sun
I also want to change
and find her, my other side
Journeys of my past
though little to abide
Orange rain in my window
running melodies of calm
never resting to hear
a painful downpour
* I wrote this listening to this song. "Summer" by Joe HIsaishi (from the film Kikujiro)
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