It's Christmas Day and beyond this window pane
High above in this room through misty lights and rain
I watch the grey sky cower over buses, umbrellas and rooftops
onto traffic, pedestrians and barbershops.
It's raining in Seoul and it couldn't be more graceful
with the traffic below, sounds of it drifting through
the glass up here on the fourteenth floor, I watch a surge
of taxi cabs filled with passengers and travelers.
This city knows not what it means to sleep or even wait
to come up high and watch above the fray and see the rain.
With family on my mind and hope in my soul
I watch the rain from high above ... here, in Seoul.
