To Vast Sky

 

Everyone knows 

the existence of

 the vast sky,

yet no one really knows 

where to get hold of it. 

I look up every day 

to your vastness and

only dream to fly 

in your arms. 

You are the morning,

the day, 

the night,

the one who gives me 

sunshine and rain. 

You change from time to time

breaking and mending me.

If I could 

I would love to 

float as 

your cloud and 

fall down as 

rain and 

snow,

when the sky turns grey. 

Or I could be your 

celestial bodies

to brighten 

your world 

with 

my stary lights. 

I feel blessed to be 

under your umbrella

but at times,

I wonder

if you have 

any idea of 

my existence. 

I may not be able to 

join you 

in body,

but 

I will be 

the prayer flags

flattering your name. 

Or I could be the wind 

even though 

you won`t be able to see me

my presence will always be felt.