September Song

September Song

Last night I dreamed of the rain
Pouring in summer deluge.
Cotton shirt soaking to the skin.
Translucent it sticks to my body.

The rain from my dream
Had drenched the woodlands
Greening the foliage.
Opening the parched flowers.
Filling the world with dreaming

Last night I dreamed of the rain
Pouring down my window pane
Distorting the outside world
Like a hall of mirrors

Last night I dreamed of the rain
And when I awoke
The summer had ended
And the ground was carpeted
With bright vermilion  
maple leaves.