1. Welcome to it—a cloud that turned the darkness

    Into a pied crow with the whiteness of its rain cloud.

  2. The hand of the winds scattered the pearls of its snow,

    So they appeared, set like jewels on the necks of the branches.

  3. And it was as though the flashes of its lightning had toyed

    With its cloud, then flung it away, so it broke apart.

Sol 6.1