Eyes In The Sky Poem by Antonio Liao

wonderful spring eerie voices in humming
breathe, the blooming flowers
awaits the humble pollen of scented petals

nay, the spine-tingling fumes halo the
gesture glance of the clouds that welcome
the day with a smile

see the grandeur behold of minds that made
the eyes of the sky; for now and always the
universe is free to live

devoid of pain and harm, like wind that blown
beyond our sight, wondering the feeling
of substance that touches the heart of every
heart where blue comes beyond white

... for the heaven comes first than the
wonderful land we live