Birds in the Blue

 

The deafening sounds

And the chaotic running

To chase the life

Under the open sky.

 

The blue and the bronze

Braving the darkening foray

Keep winging on

In the symphony of birds' fly.

 

The black turns gray

In the piles of dreams,

Burying a thousand truth

Against a splendid lie.

 

Love flying high

With a trail of sighs

Comes down in pours

In a hope-melting cry.