THE RETURN

 

Clouds fill the sky

At the dawn

A darkened dome

Spits heavy drops

Rainbow makes sense

Of their existence

 

In opposition

Clouds and Sun

Change positions

They are One

 

Where the Earth

 Is still torn apart

Pours off blood

From an exhausted heart

And who made sense

Of its existence?

 

There is no darkness

There is no light

Only the shadows play out

Only a blooming meadow

Only the water flows

Only a child is born