The sky
Black with stars
Carries the weight of life
The sun watches from
Afar
Alone
Knowing that nothing
Can apporach for fear
Of being destroyed
A star falls to the ground
A bird flies into the sky
Trees reach with all their might towards the heavens
But move not an inch from where they stand
The fog moves in
Nothing can be seen
White covering, floating
Like snow above
The ground
Lone the bird watches
His life unfold
Through the eyes of
The moon
Afar
Alone
Silent
Alive
Sep 19, 2011
Sep 19, 2011 at 10:32 PM UTC
The sky
Black with stars
Carries the weight of life
The sun watches from
Afar
Alone
Knowing that nothing
Can apporach for fear
Of being destroyed
A star falls to the ground
A bird flies into the sky
Trees reach with all their might towards the heavens
But move not an inch from where they stand
The fog moves in
Nothing can be seen
White covering, floating
Like snow above
The ground
Lone the bird watches
His life unfold
Through the eyes of
The moon
Afar
Alone
Silent
Alive