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Poems of Spring

Chapter 3: Rain of Spring

Summary:

In the splatter of rain, Hawks ponders what makes up him as a hero and as a person.

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Hawks | hôks | 

  1. a hero with no beginning
  2. a cloudy shell with no meaning



I am the rain of spring

Drops of feathers, gathered from nothing

But the dew of morning

Molded into a cloud

Only to be splattered down

Onto the ground.

 

I am the rain of spring

Able to become anything

From a light drizzle drifting

In the background, making no sound

To rolls of thunder rumbling

As into the darkness I’m heading.

 

I am the rain of spring

My only wish in living

Is that the drops of my feathers that fall

Can help the next generation grow tall.

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