looking at the world
I see the sky is silently crying
and all the white beauty grows
but not afraid of dying
the sparrows sing their repertoire
as they bathe in the morning dew
and the leaves waltz with
the afternoon air
before night passes through
the trees sway to the music
as the wind hums them a tune
the ground is fresh with rebirth
in the night light of the moon
a loves scream echos
in the nights solemn state
and the stars adorned with pity
twinkle in dismay
the earth grows dark with swiftness
and silence falls like rain
as the time is cold and quiet
but numb to worldly pain
dawn arrives soon after
and lifts the horizons eyes
beginning a new day of magic
as yesterday slowly dies