Spring rain
Yrjö Henrik Kilpinen
Keep on drizzling, rain in spring
Weep through the quiet night!
Slumber rests on every lane,
Just your faithful poet is awake...
Listening to the soft, warm drizzling
From the dark celestial dome,
And from deep inside
a hot stream breaks forth,
It can't be held back and controlled
It pours gently but firmly...
On secret ways Spring ominously
Walks through the night.