Wisps of thought, strands of time
Moments of snow that spill sublime
Gales of pride, breezes that blush
Crossing paths in a clouded mind
Trembling snowflake, confident hail
A frozen tear where thought derails
From slippery tongue and flurry wit
Vapours of guilt shall haste entail
Temperate design, tropical scheme
Escape spontaneity with watery sheen
Sentiments crystallised, affections stored
What might it be but a torrent of dreams?
Showers of wrath, drizzles of love
A deluge of judgment from the heavens above
Behold - the rainbows of imagination!
Hope the prism, faith the dove
Every cloud a silver lining
Every sun a golden crown
Every sky precipitating
The lands, they thirst for what comes down
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