Lamenting scene

The water laps on the rocks,
As the rain thrashes the trees,
Oh, the footsteps of the clouds above,
show no sign of fading...

The rain is somewhat lamenting,
For its loss over the lake that stretches beyond,
Oh, its laments bring my happiness,
In this gloomy landscape...

The poor little droopy pine,
Gives poor cover, over the rising tide,
Oh, beauty is what describes this scene
As "Ugly" will not enter my thoughts...

Hidden Secrets

Notice, friends,
That the water in
Thy cup is still
Yet holds no secrets

But if, the wind
Shall rock it
Those hidden secrets
will be swept away