For whatever reason the sky wept, the earth could not fathom.
The night was beautiful. It was dark and vast and unending. It swallowed the earth whole. It devoured all things known. It was mysterious and unexplored and terrifying.
And so beautiful.
As crystalline tears fell, the earth asked it; Why would something so magnificent, so ethereal, weep? As the earth asked, the sky answered.
And the earth wept too.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Idiosyncratic
Poesía"Peculiar or individual" --- -A collection of poems and prose I've written-
