Vernal Sky Poem by guillermo veloso

Starlings shrill like breaking glass
And moments are lost on the wind
Opportunities for love pass unseen
Unexplored, tears form iterated icicles
A bed unruffled and untouched
Detoured years
Quiet moments seem yours and comforting
Alone to your thoughts; your dreams,
Hang motionless in the sky
There is a freedom in the open sky
A blue heaven of cloud, feather, and bug
To shepherd the sun to the moss covered earth