A four leaf clover, hand touches the wet earth. He blessed fruitful time, languid

Clouds gather again; new dawn spring cold breath refreshes. Wipes Soul of addict

Here it alternates, rain and sun and cloud and rain
Conversate with God
dad's hands
His spirit flourishes; wild seed lazy dances slowly,
Rain comes again soon

Burnt charcoal smells sweet
Beatened heart yearns earthy love
God's fractal soul bloom