Once upon a time,
When God still appeared in front of the people.

Bread came falling from the sky.
A number complained because it was not meat.

Meat came falling from the sky.
A number complained that bread was better.

God came down from the sky.
Until he understands what makes everyone happy,
for the time being, he'll make water fall from the sky.

Rain came falling from the sky.
Everyone complained, saying their clothes will get wet.

Fire came falling from the sky.
Everyone complained, saying that the houses would burn.

God came down from the sky.
Until he understands what makes everyone happy,
for the time being, he decides not to have anything fall.

Nothing came falling from the sky.
A number complained that they were abandoned by God.

Many things came falling from the sky.
A number complained, wanting God to choose the things that will fall.

A rain of huge rocks came falling from the sky.
With this, the voices of complaint finally disappeared.

Rain came falling from the sky.
A traveller passing by feels thankful.

God, I thank you for the unexpected weather.
Thanks to this, my journey doesn't need to be boring.

God saw him off without answering.
That's fine. God doesn't need to have a conversation with the die.