That are falling from the sky?
Can I lose myself inside them
As their shining forms go by?
Are there worlds inside the gemstones
That reflect reality?
Or is each new lustrous drop
A symbol of mortality?
Is it possible to catch them
in my pale and trembling hands?
Can I gaze at the reflection
And the shifting rainbow bands?
I wish that I could solve the mysteries
In these shimmering, silver spheres,
Though all I see now is the gleaming
Of the heavens' crystal tears.
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