There was the Moon in shadows, like a peacock,
to overwhelm the earth in lonely spooky nights.
But it was stopped and opened like a pad-lock,
by brightly glittering sunrise from no-distant sight.
There was the Sun in shining rays, like mirrors,
to demonstrate the prettiness of any straw or leaf.
But rain did come, blew up the clouds as pillows,
with tons of water falling down, as the outrageous chief.
The Wind would have a piece of them dog-eared,
all to remind the human beings of a sudden things.
But someone on the earth would really get feared
that he hadn’t got to fly in wind a pare of strong wings.
From time to time, in history it really get happened
with Moon, and Sun, and Wind, and things to run
But let it be that wings would be the only weapon
to dominate the sky by human being someone.
03.07.2011
The wings
© Copyright: Серж Северодвинский, 2011
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