Divine

When the sunlight dies

and it’s time for the moon to rise,

a Pegasus, trots over the grey skies

witnessing your enchanting tired eyes

he knows,

he knows your wings are weak

and your dreams are too big,

making his eyes go bleak

he sees you every day, every night

under the stalwart sun or the pale moonlight

sees your knees weak, palms sweaty

eyes watery and you’re still not ready

 

Your heart is in the ground, frozen over

and your dreams in the sky, far from supernova

You, beautiful, are the heaven divine

and all your imperfections make you perfectly fine

we all have our little whimsical flaws

you’re a work of art

not everyone will understand you

but the ones who do

won’t ever forget you

 

You fret, a lot

but it isn’t even an ocean yet

it’s just a pool

of vulnerabilities and insecurities

of troubles very cruel

that you’re in the middle of

what do you choose to see?

the empty black void of disappointments

or the rays of sun sparkling on the water surface

but redeemer oh redeemer

we all are like a snowflake

all different, in our own beautiful way.

 

And here is this Pegasus

who sees it all, and knows

you are more worth than

maybes and second thoughts

a Pegasus who finds his own chaos unruly

yet, sees your chaos as perfection

so,

would you get on his back

and ride to the moon and back?

would you give him the chance

to fix your broken wings and make them dance?

 

He might be the one

who falls like a desert rain and fill your lungs

kiss away your pain and speak in tongues

read the signs of your face

 like a book written in the summer noon under tree’s shade

your fever dream, that’ll help you soar

to such great heights, you’d adore

your neon night, that makes you feel young

as if tomorrow will never come

walk with you along sidewalks of the dark azure sky

let your universe of wack

merge with his own

and scale the distance between stars

 

So after years and years, you’ll see that

the storms we chased are behind us

and love is all we’ll ever trust

just wish not to waste what’s left

and when your legacy will be sung

they all will know that

she was like the earth

potent and powerful

mysterious but beautiful

but who never left her side

was the one and only, Pegasus of the moon