Breaking Free

Beyond the curtain, rain patters on and on; spring is nearly gone. My silk quilt cannot keep out the cold of the fifth watch. In my dream, I forget that I am a guest here, indulging for a brief while in pleasure.

Alone, I must not lean on the railing. The vast realm stretches endlessly. Parting is easy, but meeting again is hard. The flowing waters and falling blossoms mark spring's departure, leaving me between heaven and earth!

Theme: