He confided in her, and then he confessed,
His musings soon left her impressed,
Amazed by his visions,
And surprised by his passion.
Garlands he wove and songs he crooned
While the rain fell and the thunder boomed.
The water flowed away, so much like time,
There was no one to turn it in to wine.
As he kept on singing, eons elapsed
The sky lit up, and religions collapsed.
A new music formed, vivid and vibrant.
The air held its breath; the earth lay spent.
Senses exploded, a thousand bells tolled
Time stopped; upon the Holy Spirit he called.
The sun mellowed to a glow, it ceased to burn,
The value of his ballads, she started to learn.
Then he left her, the clouds embraced him.
She could but cry for her shattered dream.
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