Curtain Of Crystals
When the firmament is gray
And no more sunlight ray,
The crystals fall on our roofs and roll away
Into the Earth, to fade away.
And the lightening strikes,
The crystals slips from our hands
Into the Earth to raise seeds into beautiful greens.
Falling on our roofs
With soft thuds,
Falling from the edges of roofs
They make beautiful curtain of crystals.
After the occurrence,
Comes the sun rays
With the beautiful tweets from the birds
Sprout the beautiful greens.