the sky.. cloudclad..
in clemency gives away all her
rain raiment
Unveiled now is the sun..
resplendent in His purity.
The earth.. claycloaked..
transmutes herself into fruit
The agent.. closetclothed..
no longer wishes the tension of lies
and secrecy.. of a double life..
Spirit fires have touched him.
He chooses the Master over Mammon.
(Rain at sea
.. no redundancy)