The Song Of Rain Poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

how far is the journey that thou wilt
nobody ever told
just stepping foot
wherever will go
the trail is always behind
throughout memories that will disappear
sea swallows fragrant flowers
hidden on the beach
questions will come
also born from a scorched earth
by thousands of news buried
from within the walls of time
intercourse between earth and sky
i wish i was told how much stiff longing
who secretly falls from the tree