A breath possesses the sky
and stifles thought.
An angel wipes his halo clean
with a cloth
as a bird turns into the sun
with his wings alight with gold.
A feather glides gently,
floating upon more than air.
Something secret shifts.
A bird is walking.
The truths of all misery
engraved into the face of a rain drop
which falls in all directions
and none.
Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 11:40 AM UTC
A breath possesses the sky
and stifles thought.
An angel wipes his halo clean
with a cloth
as a bird turns into the sun
with his wings alight with gold.
A feather glides gently,
floating upon more than air.
Something secret shifts.
A bird is walking.
The truths of all misery
engraved into the face of a rain drop
which falls in all directions
and none.