Where Is the Indifferent God of Learning That We Promised?

I'm waiting for the spring to bloom, I'm waiting for the sky to clear up after the rain, I'm waiting for the fallen leaves to fly, I'm waiting for the sky to be filled with frost, and I'm waiting for you too. Time knows, I'm waiting for you to wait until the flowers bloom in March, the cicadas chirp in June, the leaves fall in September, and the snow falls in November. Intention: The sunset will fall on you, but I am not your light