Have you ever wondered, when the thunder takes it part
why the sky doesn't move like a fierce wave at the beach.
And when the lightening cracks, shouldn't the sky part.
Don't you ever wonder if the sky feels anything?
Is that why there is thunder and lightening?
To keep it in place?
To make the sky understand that it knows its still there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem