Crackles
heard from afar...
Two birds in a bush
calling out to each other...
The darkness closes around me this night,
The moon takes over this midnight painting...
Heaven blazes our eyes,
We stand still in sacrifice...
Trees sway in the wind,
As the sun peaks through the cracks...
Praying for the stars,
So that I can wish you mine...
The stars and the moon,
Gather around...
Sensuous sparkling celestial body
Transcending time and space...
Right before the night and before the end of noon...
High in the sky above all ground.
If you listen closely you can hear a sound...
The rain is descending to the ground,
Dropping and dripping down...
When the first flowers were born
from drops of sun-kissed ice...