Cold Flow Poem by udoh etido

What days of sorrow? ;
will my garment ever glow? ;
Pebbles from the sky;
race to destroy my pan.

Fiery darts from the sky;
give mother earth her needed child;
Smooth and strong;
divided we fall.

Let nature rejoice;
let her fields leap for joy;
Soldiers from heaven;
made blessed by the Divine's tremble.

Thunders lit the earth;
prepare for the rest;
Soldiers of unity;
attack with dexterity.

Pebbles from the firmaments;
pebbles of no contempt.

Pebbles of life;
a mortal smile.