To dream of a sky, so dark yet so bright

 

Stars, closer and closer

                        Above my head,

            Come, plummet toward us from

                                                Heaven.

To hide, to run, to gaze,

                        No matter what you do

       All is at doom by minutes.

                        Holy Comet,

                                    Shooting Star,

        Screeching and stretching above.

   A shower, one by one,

            Bashing into our bare feet;

Hollow crater, cracking

            Our land;

 Trembling sands,

Wind so fierce,

            And Quake so prideful.

                                    Meteor,

                                       Your red streaks

                                            In long silk,

       Radiant Spell with

                Crescent patterns on your

     Face,

        We meet.

Circles and faded

  Outlines;

Fire and burning

   Houses;

Stars,

Rain down…