The Weight Of The Sky
- Into The Void
- Sep 2, 2018
- 1 min read
The parched terrain
devours
the first few drops
it is starved
ravenous
A shiver
runs through
the barren greenery
as the drum beats of the rain
rumble
A bead of life
a teardrop of existence
spirals
from the lips
of the leaves
The forests sighs
and bows
it's grateful head
to the weight
of the sky
