someone reflects upon her warm past life
Someone is brewing a pot of tea by a cliff,
and I adjust
to the difference in millenia
I drink all of life's difficuilties
Years of banging on the rocks
I keep my hair long
patiently waiting for the shoreline to change
and the heavy rains to subside
The wind...blowing fiercely
Someone...in fear
Brewing a pot of tea by a cliff,
and adjusts
to the difference in millenia.
Drinking all of life's difficulties
Patiently waiting for the shoreline to change
and the heavy rains to subside.
"Years of banging on the rocks"
spring
