The entire sky is falling.
While the red sun and
the blue moon and
the multicolored stars and
the gray clouds and
the hopeful dreams and
the torrid secrets
within them
Make their way plummeting
to the dampness of the earth,
Everyone else is watching
in stupor.
Falling, falling.
The ground trembles in fear.
Falling, falling.
The seas, unsettled and unbecoming.
Falling, falling.
The dreamers, all hopeless vagabonds,
running aimlessly, running.
Falling, falling.
Eyes of The World start to close.
Fear of The End hangs in the air.
In one fleeting moment,
or rather,
The Moment,
The World becomes One.
Time suddenly stops.
The End, into the vague unknown.
- june 23, 2005 -
- 1pm -
- irmc, makati -