Day of the Departure II – Colorful Rainbows

Become…

Reflections from distant faraway stars
Exuding dust through our cerulean wings
Colourful rainbows lively glazing with wonders
Wondrous repainted feathers did our bel*ved
Winged brethren did then possess within a
Starry Universe replete with bold souls

And the…

Petals our kindred departed did smile
Extinguished our traces in lazuline tones
Heaven’s flock aspired for our gentle touch,
Sensitive to the ideal perfection once retained
Tones mankind could never before behold,
Smiled, finally encircled by the skyline

Stars exhaled their astral projections
Below refracted smiles our shine’s belonging
Encrusted on the highest ethereal lines, so graceful
For times uncountable to prisoners of bodies our lustrous
Lingered absence immortalizing herself, hence singed
“Lukewarm sweet springtime has at last come to be”

And thus…

While upward in infatuated clouds
Cones of spiraling ghosts raised the skies
Such bright illumining the heavens in unison,
Obtained the most pleasurable Dream unimagined
Foretold as deeply existent despite of never being here
Time sketches the ideal frame for each and every petal

And each and every petal needs a precise moment to fall and bloom

N. Ego
by joel nachio