Psalm

It was an abetting autumn breeze

They parted ways and vanished into trees,

They met again
Right there in the rain,

It all went back to where it started
Felt like everything was reincarnated,

The same rains in the porch
The same breeze through the doors,

But still it's not the same
Changed now are the rules of the game,

It's the end of the rhapsody
He is in distress and so is the lady,

Still fate had something great in store for them
A truthful God and friendship to lend.