sky,
answers
earth's call.

water...
parched am i,
with out your grace
and precipitate love.
i will curl up,
shrivel and die

then you,
will look upon
dust and death
and the tears,
you spill
in grief,
will lie usesless
upon my brow.

sky,
is a fickle
and
flighty thing.
but
today
hears wisdom
in earth's words
and lets her tears
flood on down.

silence,
except for rain's
rhythmic coda.

sky's love song for earth