'Look Up Where The Sky Blooms' Poem by Kevin Wang

Not a scrap or measle of bread left
yet the ringing of the bells calls again
yet there's something in my eye
a sparkle of a teardrop
a speck of dust
a dropp so silently fallen
not knowing what hit me there
but knowing each one encased with memories are what of within
countless love shimmying down my chin
as the sun shines so bright
and the clouds flies so freely

confound these curses
when I look up
I see the blue angels
and that other angel so beautiful
her wings flap so effortlessly
her name sounding so sacred
that apple in my eye

still here I am roaming around
as looking up where the clouds turn bout
thinking back where
the serpent eats its own tail
why the end is yet but only the beginning
this is what I think of her as
as the morning dew drops from the fallen petal
so silently, so gracefully

riding these waves down
searching those many things
yet you are so far away
fortify these walls that I once began
are breaking down
too only but that dirt
the soil of the earth where it once began

cuz maybe this is why
love is that opportunity window
that battlefield
as questioning as it is
i'll walk along
ride along
just look where the sky paints the sky
where the heart blooms
cuz every step of the way i'll think about u