Written while raining in Kansas City, Mo., USA on 27/4/1974
I lost track of time
I lost track of place
My thoughts will rhyme
If you read my face.
I am staring at infinity
And my mind is flying
You see the tears in my eyes
But I am not crying.
My tears are like a toy,
For an innocent small boy.
They are the source of happiness,
They are the source of joy.
I feel so happy
Watching the rain,
Dancing on the grass
And tickling my brain.
And flowing on the ground
Like the blood in my vein.
The rain brings so many memories connected
in a chain.
And passing through my mind
Like a mighty long train.
I stopped and listened
And enjoyed the scene.
Everything is so beautiful,
A beauty, I have never seen.
The tree is opening her arms
And standing like a queen.
Welcoming her royal lover
I wouldn't tell you whom I mean.
Tall, slim and proud
As proud as has ever been.