A lightless night,
where only flickers of candles
burn in lethargy.
The rain is in an uproar
sky shattered by thunder
every after ephemeric flashes.

I look above
to try to see
where the rain would end.
But from the last of my sight
i still see rain.

I look below
the road opposite the sky
There's nothing.
But as beams of light
flash the abhorred darkness
I see the rain
shatter as it hits the road.
Like thousands of dandelions,
they are.
Scattering with every gentle breeze.
One sprouts,
as one disappears.

My almost numb skin,
dripping and shriveled
As i carelessly walk
against the rain.
I realized i'm lucky.
For I have been one
with the sky.

The rain as it falls,
connects the sky
from the ground.
Whatever the rain touches,
has been touched
by the sky.

Only the rain
connects heaven from earth.
As a gift or a curse,
it falls.
Only the rain
makes equals of men
For it reminds us
that we're here below
as it is from above.
Only the rain
sends the message of heaven
as it falls.



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