So it rains in the heart when the night comes
Of the compassion let-out I seek no redressSave the clown smile that seeks an approval
Or the bat at dusk that flies one last sortie
It is the benevolent nun who gave me bread
The ducks on the water that chase mayflies
It is more than the sum of the new question
It is calculation of a lifetime lived in wonder
So it rains in the heart when the night comes
But it serves me; washes away all the questions
So I can begin at the new dawn tomorrow reborn