Reverse Psyche-ology

Stuck in between, perhaps not...
How many sides do we have?
And how many hats do we put on?
Every second,
Every minute,
Every hour...

Yesteryears, can be presentyears
And presentyears can be futureyears...
Stumble and fall might I
But still I can pick up
I can still stand, I can still function
Sines, secants, tangents
Reverse it all
To create a haiku...

Rain falls...
A blessing...
Bleeding colours
A creation...

Dewdrops falls,
A kissing
Not like before
Imagination...

Flowers calls
The blooming
I was here before
A realization...

Dance with me
And let us smile
Merge with me
And let us stay awhile...

For you,
A blue bayou,
Me and you
In the blue bayou...