When Sky Will Fall

Midnight

When I turn out

I gaze up in the sky

Moon gliding brightly

Wondering whether

There is other object

Wandering thither

Out of my sight

Morning

When sun is growing

Still I stare up in the sky

And marvel at his rays

That produces warmth

Deep inside in my teeth

Again take time to dig on

What else should be there

The way mountains

Stand stock-still tall

Inspires me on climbing

And have a spying vista

To see if there is a siesta

Of other heavenly bodies

That may be invisible to us

When we’re down on earth

Midday

Clouds in blue-white adornment

Sun’s rays blazing in ornament

It suddenly breaks into raining

Heavy drops digging the ground

And frighten the hell out of me

Alarmed of what will happen

When the sky will fall down

At night

When it is dark and moonless

Only stars twinkling from far

Faintly like abandoned town

I close eyes to fancy dawn

And open soul to witness

The tightness of sky above

Letting myself to stay loose