Fallen

FALLEN


In some cyberspace
Somewhere in the sky at night,
But more often in the daytime
Rainbows could do
Circle dances
Round about different celestial bodies,
And far away galaxies will glisten
As we perceive them to appear-
So silently,
One could even hear a pin drop
Into an ocean
On some other planet-
If waters exist there-
Can you here the sounds reverberating?
Through the air,
As that pin has fallen,
Clamoring and splashing.
Sound waves echo,
Intertwining with rainbows,
Circling the sun,
Dancing
As do Indians
Awaiting the rain
Until the sky becomes dark.
Thunder claps
And that rain waiting to arrive
Has fallen?
Rainbows could circle
Within the sky
Within any space or time
Century or millennium,
But cannot be seen
When tears of angels
Stream from the heavens,
And waters from mountains divided
Have fallen?
Look into the future-
through your misty, tear filled eyes,
And you shall not see the beauty of a rainbow,
Just an array of colors
Tumbling from the heavens where angels have wept,
Downtrodden and remorseful,
If heaven truly exists at all-
Let alone angels or fairies, moreover,
But nonetheless,
Rainbows shall circle around the sun
Forevermore,
Upon the day the sky has fallen...

Claudia Krizay