9.4.08


when the sunlight is striking
and the waterbirds are splashing
the troubles were spreading
and gone with the lightning

the world's heart is aching
the nature starts faking
our skin shed we're bleeding
the sorrow keeps singing

the dark night's now dawning
descent traces moaning
crashing joy's been hiding
all happiness is lurking

murmuring sighing
singing rivers flowing
drift away the leaves tumbling
the deity incarnate ascending

all the blue turns to grey
nothing more left to say
nor magical thing astray
remain stoned day by day

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