It rains once again, splashing waters, dim and blue, creating a miniature waterfall across the stairs. Few umbrellas, white and blue, wading through ... the world has come to a torpid pace unsettled but a sudden rain ..some rupture, some imprecate, as i look through, pressed against a tainted glass ..world was never so beautiful as I muse ...
Alas!! as I look over my shoulder, eyes glued to the iridescent flats, minds shackled in worry, souls oblivious to the beauty one must behold ..confined in seedy space which they rather refer to as cubicles, a mathematical term if you will, imprisoned in some vicious cycle, I wonder, set out to achieve the unachievable, sits the perpetual fools ..
The heavenly pours shattering again the indignant walls, squeaking to wake the "Awake", imploring them to heed, hard and heavy it falls, but the deaf are adamant to what they think a pious goal, glued to the futile cause, blinded by the illusion, unable to descry the beauty the world holds ..
A few enlightened ones get up and walk up to the glass, peek a sight or two, revel in the majesty for nigh seconds and then are back to the unending cause..,
the waterfall has gained ...the rain, now, dancing with the wind, nature unfolding to its full glory to the cheering of the sane !!!!!
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