The Late Monsoon

Late, came the monsoon

Across the mountains and the ocean,
You brought the rain clouds
But the little seeds never sprouted
And never saw the sky;
For you never knew
That I waited in vain
Under the rustling foliages...
The dreamy summers,
Amid the cinnamon meadows,
I sent the wind for you,
But you never came.
Today, I'm nothing but mere dust,
That will eternally
Roam the earth
In the wind...
But you shall never know...