Converging Daydreams

The laughter of a thousand years, The tears of a thousand waterfalls, Converge and reflect, Rainbows of seven colors, Raining on a misty morning, only puddles in the street, You sit by a warm fire, Guessing when the rain will stop, Building daydreams as you look outside, Everything will bloom soon, Violets will grow, Catching butterflies, Watching them fly away, Swimming in cool blue streams, Feeling the suns' warmth, The daydreams of a thousand years, Combined in one as I look outside, The rain drawing out my soul, Until I feel empty watching you, You seem far away, A blank yet peaceful face, The rainbow emerges, Far beyond our full sight, The rain stops, You still sit, Beside a warm fire, Reflecting on daydreams, Past.