Poetry: Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain

By: Amoureax Amant

Both Grasses in grasses too small, rooted on plain,

leaning on each other in wind and rain,

when wind hauling meadow, shaked off willow,

when rain pouring like stream flowed through meadow.

Wet grasses like boat floated on sea of pain,

facing upon the storm with smile again,

when cloud turning curtain, shaded below,

when fog turning ocean, waved on billow.

Fall grasses promised and faded side by side,

tangling each other's root in waving tide,

when tide waving through grasses, softened the ground,

when raindrop rippled fountain round and round.

No one would care, both grasses drifted away,

vanishing together like ocean's spray.