Wole Soyinka - I think it Rains lyrics

I THINK IT RAINS I think it rains That tongues may loosen from the parch Uncleave roof-tops of the mouth, hang Heavy with knowledge I saw it raise The sudden cloud, from ashes. Settling They joined in a ring of grey; within, The circling spirit. O it must rain These closures on the mind, blinding us In strange despairs, teaching Purity of sadness. And how it beats Skeined transperencies on wings Of our desires, searing dark longings In cruel baptisms. Rain-reeds, practised in The grace of yielding, yet unbending From afar, this, your conjugation with my earth Bares crounching rocks.