The sky blue how lovely to earth green tales by the grin br is it not gleams of hope by the urgency of dream br you showed me the light in the molten dark of cruised passion br days I remember the rising sun diffuses over dew of dawn br br warmth still stashed in its room of reason unknown br snow when stares into the room I may not share br age may not fall by its own wishes dehiscing the blue br reeks of shadow turn to pieces impaling the clouds by rain br br clear sky ever opens its door of deliverance by transparency of truth br the desire when metamorphosed by the heavenly bliss br the path when scrupled by the blessing in desire as ahead br dregs of whispers promise a semblance of love unknown before br br rose when holds on latching on to the dreams of new day even in storm br as the vivid flash of thunder yet livid over the green cornfield br earth still tautens its buoyancy of confidence breaking the shadow br yet hope of vision on shore braces up tempting the faith of tomorrow.