The Gospel Of Rain

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At last rain has ended
At least I can draw this all
Alas they were rended
These gray clouds flying in fall

Unaware I was meeting
Serenity in my needs
Town fabric, just kidding
This tartan made of crossing streets

Sublime perseverance and predefined unease
What have you been up to? Just tell me please
How can an earthly beast live with its grace
And catch the sense in the air's rippled haze

All measurement of ancient existing things
Are tangled up like five olympic rings
No one ever finds what's truth and lie
Terrestrial rockets again tear apart the sky

The Gospel of rain and the Bible of snow
Somebody says it seems to him too low
I've never seen more exalted than space
Even though our life is unending chase