HEAVEN'S FALL AND CELESTIAL MEET
Stanza 1
I wonder if heaven might come tumbling down—
its gold-lit moments breaking free from night,
to chase the dark and wake what lies unbound,
make cold graves shiver with a warm new light.
Would stars spill low like tears across the ground,
or burst like embers in the morning’s sight?
The thought spins wild where vast horizons wound
the sky that holds its glow with all its might.
Stanza 2
What if the sky could bear its weight no more,
and crumble into the vast ocean’s reach?
Would waves swell high, yearning to touch and store
the love they’ve watched from far below each beach?
The sea would laugh and rise to meet what’s sore—
to wrap the fallen blue in waters warm and deep,
and end the ache of distance it’s borne so long before,
where earth and heaven only dared to peek.
Stanza 3
I wonder too if sun and moon might meet
halfway between the day and dark they keep—
lean close each moment, street by street,
and hold their light where no one else can creep.
Oh, how my mind stretches beneath their feet,
spinning tales while shadows softly sleep.
So long, long night—let me close eyes to greet
your peace, and whisper out a soft good night…🌚✨02142026 ©LanZhan 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳
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