Always altering.
always breathing.
You are the sky.
and with this heart of a bird,
I long to fly
above Cumulonimbus Kingdoms
A world my eyes have once seen
and could not stray away
Land became the ocean
Sky became the mountains and fields
Morning's glory
paints your never-ending canvas
Cirrus dances in your light
sister to Alto-cumulus
She swims.
She delights.
If ever I should chose my fate,
I would freely fall
from this decaying atmosphere
to see all the world at once
to see Cumulonimbus Kingdoms
to say my final goodbye,
to my love,
the never-ending sky
before my body eternally sleeps.
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 9:58 PM UTC
Always altering.
always breathing.
You are the sky.
and with this heart of a bird,
I long to fly
above Cumulonimbus Kingdoms
A world my eyes have once seen
and could not stray away
Land became the ocean
Sky became the mountains and fields
Morning's glory
paints your never-ending canvas
Cirrus dances in your light
sister to Alto-cumulus
She swims.
She delights.
If ever I should chose my fate,
I would freely fall
from this decaying atmosphere
to see all the world at once
to see Cumulonimbus Kingdoms
to say my final goodbye,
to my love,
the never-ending sky
before my body eternally sleeps.
Inspired by my first flight overseas, and my constant occurring love for the sky :)
Also want to thank Timothy, your comment in my haiku earlier, it brought me here! ^_^
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