The Ballad of the Earth and the Sky

Rain lashes against

my window

The sky howls for her lost lover.

The earth, in her kindness

allows the tears

to fall

she absorbs the sky’s pain.

The earth trembles

she splits

wide open, breaking apart

she can no longer conceal her pain.

The sky, in her kindness

creates a fierce wind

allowing nobody

to get close to the wound.

If you are my world,

Does that make me the sky?

And if I am the sky,

Does that mean I will

lose you;

and spend long nights raging

with nobody to absorb my pain

tears spilling out of the hands

covering my face.

For if you are the earth,

it is only a matter of time

before you crack and

split open,

raw pain on display

for all to see.

But as the sky,

I will protect you from

prying eyes.

If you are the earth

And I the sky,

Does that mean we will never last?

If I am the sky

and you are the earth

will you

ground me, and

keep me rooted

be a home for me to return to

when I come back

from battling with the stormclouds

that haunt my mind?

If I am the sky

If you are the earth

Then I hope we last longer

than Gaia and her lost lover.