Falling down leaves a slant trace on window of a moving car, running man. I saw where others saw grey a clear crystal black way down and out of the mists. The whole vast full of emptiness is in me if I exist. Ezekial's dream of rains to wash our gnarled desires away. It just falls.
Rain just falls.
Tlaloc, Freyr, Jupiter, Jove, Chac, Freyr.