It is raining now
Like a sonnet-how
Am I feeling?

I have a past
I had a last
Moment...

It was hand-written
In the Holy Scriptures
The libretto of my life-
I am listening so hard...

Because in the music of the
spheres
I have any ideas
And I`m feeling lost.

Scratches of the feelings
Heart-aching at finish
And a dream so far-

The dew like a high-tide,
A see like a low-tide
Are screaming-sunshine.