The rain was passed And was laved the flowers, Was filled the puddles And was refreshed the colors… The air is so transparent, That we can to see not only the things, But yet it’s reverse, that it’s covering. We can’t to bury something, And nothing isn’t can covered for us Now, in this moment of absolute clarity… The joyful rainbow Was reached above the rains It’s triumphal arch. Today the ring is naked – Less one doubt! Adela Vasiloi