A Staircase to My Soul

The bliss has descended from the skies torn
Along with beneficial autumn drizzle
It brought a scent of obsolete recollections
And grieved me somewhat
Dense drops of rain hissed as they fell
Then evaporated and faded into the atmosphere
Like my own memories vanished long ago
That emerge with any following rain
But now I am fortunate because the bliss came to me
From the high distances of the azure clouds
It effaced the scars arising after the frusrtations
And healed my soul up
Shapeless flowers are blooming in heavens
Each of them reminds me the one part of my life
They used to fade before they blossomed
But now they turn pale and all bad is gone
The bliss has descended from the skies torn
Along with beneficial autumn drizzle
It brought a scent of obsolete recollections
And grieved me somewhat
Shapeless flowers are blooming in heavens
Each of them reminds me the one part of my life
They used to fade before they blossomed
But now they turn pale and all bad is gone