01-17-2021, 01:46 PM
What bright lights come from the Heavens?
Their ancient twinkle of youth
makes hair turn grey and eyes grow bright.
With their disappearance, the Earth shakes,
and plants wrap around young arms to wither.
They smell of mystery and feel of longing.
Is it me they call for?
Heightened senses and spilling dreams
are all the proof I need.
Celestial mercy at the hands of whom?
Incomplete without their glow,
I sit in hexagonal darkness.
Their ancient twinkle of youth
makes hair turn grey and eyes grow bright.
With their disappearance, the Earth shakes,
and plants wrap around young arms to wither.
They smell of mystery and feel of longing.
Is it me they call for?
Heightened senses and spilling dreams
are all the proof I need.
Celestial mercy at the hands of whom?
Incomplete without their glow,
I sit in hexagonal darkness.