The rainfall pours from the two hovering clouds that stay neutral,
Incapable of movement, except by the slight movement from side to side,
Forever on the axis it completes the universe,
Universe of the soul, as it renders to hide.
The eclipse towards the clouds disappear and reappear within seconds,
It covers the pureness and the shading which these clouds posses,
It may leave traces of tears that drip down hills under which the clouds hover,
But the biological anatomy is to complicated to process.
It views the world, then goes blind,
It opens, it closes, it forever will cling,
They live alone, They have a mind of it's own,
As these eyes i posses see everything.
