The Crying Sky

I am but a mere rock fixated in the heavens,
Trapped in the barren land of dirt with
My brethren who never learned to look up,
They heed the hooves of rampant beasts
And rumbling of the Earth deep below,
But oh brothers where were you,
Where were you when the sky cried.

On one faithful night the gates
Of heavenly bliss opened upon our world,
From the gates came stars of all colors,
Cascading down from the veiled void
With such charm and grace that no
Being can truly resist.

There I was staring into the sky by
My lonesome as my brethren slumbered,
And in a flash there was a star,
In its full glory and might
Crashing in front of me into the Earth.

Terrified were you of this cold world,
Devoid of light and life of the heavens
From which you came falling down from
And how shaken and broken you were.

Oh Goddess please don’t cry,
For I know what you have lost,
For I have dreamed of flight since birth.

Even if I have no wings,
I know you will fly once more one day.

And I will forever remember you from below.