Past the darkest crying skies

Is the brightest star, there lies,

But no wings could fly and rise,

And thousand stairs won't suffice.

Moon is the only light in

Hopeless tears from sky's within,

But often the moon's hidin',

No hope, no moonbow is seen.

Sea, wind, earth, full of despair,

Negativity in air;

Wolves howling pain in the lair;

"Law of nature is not fair!"

All catastrophes have blent,

But a quake must not be end;

Stop the howls, find the moon, and

Beyond the dark sky, transcend!

© 2019 Eyji Noblesmith