Enter in to sky

to give meaning

that’s seeming

fastly so fleeting.

Start at first it

may be sleeping

until two three;

a song repeating.

Daily dance hit

the fast life fire’s

in you my friend

and you I desire.

Part from beam

of light your rod

of sun beckons

me as your God.

Until the day it

turns away calling

me as I stare at

you as I am falling.

Trek do I take to

finding a gentle lip

parting for smoke

make words quick.

The moment may

simple away a day

in the grass stray

and in wheat play.

Where the colors

of the sky piercing

stabbed by a sun

the moon is fearing.

A day tomorrow

I hope gives breath

to the skies of you

rebel against death.