The Sky, it Sings!A Poem by BlysfulThe world can be brilliantly beautiful even at its darkest.
They would have loved the sky tonight.
It's bright and warm and wonderful. There are colours I've never seen before, and never will again, I'm sure. It's been so long since I've cared to fight - there's nothing left that's beautiful. Not 'til the sky set aflame above me and the world aligned so perfectly. They would have cherished this moment, where the air is crisp and magical. Blues and greens and pinks bleeding into light emblazoning heaven with whispish might. There's no start to my atonement - none that would not appear hurtful, For leaving them to die in the dim whilst I dared continue living. Ah! But they would have loved the sky Reflected on the callous snow where it dances on my reaching fingers Flickers, uncertain, then lingers. I would have loved to see them cry, when faced with such a vivid show, Their joy would be enough to keep me warm but now to cold I do conform. They'd still love me dearly, I know. Though I've failed for all these years to forget their souls and forgive my sin living undeserving in this skin. The war was death, hate and sorrow. It manifested all my fears. I tracked bodies, bombs and bloodied mountains where liberty from anguish beckons. They must have led me here, I think eyes alight with iridescence. For all I've lost and the hell I've traversed they've shown me the whole Universe! The Frost is crawling up my skin encouraged by my acceptance - for who would wish to stay alive when faced With such a welcoming disgrace? I hear them laugh and call to me through the whispers of the Many. The lights, a twirling dawn in darkest night, sweep down to me with great delight. All I feel is weightless and glee as I am plucked from my body. The sky, it sings! 'Welcome! Come and dance too!' And in a blaze of light, I flew. © 2016 BlysfulReviews
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Added on January 25, 2016Last Updated on January 25, 2016 Tags: Death, the Northern Lights, Aurora Borealis AuthorBlysfulLincolnshire, United KingdomAboutI'll write so long as there's a pen in hand or a keyboard in reach. I ran out of pages in my numerous notebooks, so I made the (hopefully not disastrous) decision to post my work online :) more..Writing
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