What’s in search,
Still hides,
Beneath the twilight.
Though summer reigns,
Unbreakable still,
The shadows of yesterday.
You’re January.
Stirring the wise,
With your ubiquity.
If certain of ambition,
Grin won’t harbor disgust,
Embrace won’t suffocate.
Only drought comes,
For someone who waits.
- Rasui Akira
written on May 30, 2006 – 12:01 AM
