The fool capers through the festival’s throng
Reaching into their multicolored bag
Throwing out thick black clouds heavy rain drops gossamer rainbows
People frown in confusion gasp in wonder smile in delight
They reach down reach out reach up
Some gather these hold them close and run
Lest they be asked to share their treasures
Some stand still raise their faces and enjoy
All this new raiment as happens to fall
Some join in join hands join together
Saying here
Taste this stratus listen to this droplet feel these hues
The fool jumps into the air climbs into the sky
Claps their hands disappears into the rent
Glitter and ash rain down
The sun and moon become one
Laughter echoes across the world
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