When the Heaven Cry
Murky sky, dusty breeze and muddy Earth!
Crying heaven, sticky soil, the fall rain!
After summer, before winter at dusk,
When the grey old twigs bow for aging husk
Soaring eagle and messenger pigeon
Surrender to tears with their wings afraid.
The wood so thick and bare, the sky unbound;
Height lover and home lover chose to stop
Cloud wanderer meets the chimney cleaner
Not so near to feel, not far to ignore
Talk not to see and move near not to talk
Both dripping, both waiting with those heads down.
When the heaven cry! When the heaven cry!
Home is wild! Wild is home! Till the tears dry.
Copyright © Isor Chand | Year Posted 2018
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