Wind has brought from the sky
dusty smell of the lightning.
It has brought from deep high
rattling song of the thunder.
Water drops hit green leaves
as the dexterous fingers
of a perfectly skilled
but transparent musician.
Silver drops cut the sky
and renew burnt hot air.
They are sewing a kite
with the tail made from paints.
The wide brilliant kite
and the sun into deep high
is the God's truly sign:
everyone is forgiven.
03.06.2025
Dusty smell of the lightning
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