Song to the Night Sky
All the suffering peoples of the world
Joined hands on the wings of love
Soaring to the rooftops
Traversing across the planet
Dancing into the skies
Their spirits freed from earthly travails
Oh, the brilliance they encountered!
Oh, the joys they experienced!
The melodies of their hearts rang out
The bells of freedom chimed
The drums of welcome echoed
Far and wide
All the peoples of the world
Suffered no more
All the peoples of the world
Singing singing
Free
Hélène
Mon 5th Feb 2024 03:02
Thanks all, so glad you liked the poem. If only our poem/prayers could be real on earth...