Life: Part I

Blue Sky
When all's in vain
Is still the same.
Hopes, for too long lain
Drip cold, decayed.
Horizon, end of day
goes elsewhere- faraway
Stars whose throbbing light
Torment throughout the night
Sea that throbs and churns
To the moonlights burn
Earth that spins to fast
Nothings meant to last
Life-to short to stay
Will quickly fly away.

© Caroline Alicia Harris

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