Beyond The Sky

The morning breathes fresh air into my soul
 As I look beyond the sky for something to make me whole
It was something I couldn’t' see for it was way out of my reach
I watch the golden sun rising up from the clouds, it burst
through the trees and saturate with the breeze; the tempest was
Above the sun and the morning mingled with heaven on the run
and the crucifix was dangling with glamor within, trying to find a suitable
Rhythm to sing, and out of nowhere a living army appear in the sky
and I knew that they were in a mission to live or die, they were strong
tall muscles as big as the tree, ready to break the limbs of those who sin
I watch them until they disappear with the warmth of the sun
Heading for a mission that that was beyond the sky with fire in their hands
And thunder in their feet, they were determined to conquer and overcome
That dangerous fleet for the mission was soon to complete.
It felt like an ocean was spread out in front to me and destiny
Was floating with me in big wide sea, I felt at ease for I had no body to please
The moment was quick and special and could not be recaptured in an hour
It was the beauty that lights up the sky and the tales of those wanders for life
I can still feel the morning dew wetting my feet and grass in the earth start tickling
Knees, and mosquitoes and grass flies emerging from the east and the west
gather around my chest and I start plucking the grass from the ground, until
they were nowhere to be found; I look beyond the sky upon which the universe lies
looking for a new life that exist beyond the sky, I had a glimpse of what’s like
So join me for supper at half-past seven tonight and bring the gift that is right
So that we can continue the fight, the party begins tonight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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