Virga…
the
rain that falls, but naught received…
like
truths oft loosed, but not believed…
like
ecstasy that fired your soul
‘till
thoughts within perturbed your goal.
Learn
from the plight of Tantalus
and
stress impressed on Sisyphus.
They
never reach their end of quest,
because
their Kismet was transgressed.
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