The sky calls tonight
in thundering delight
of how the heaven screams
and the earthly passion dreams.
oh how the world began
built genes by genes into the atmosphere.
oh how gods and demons
came to haunt us
when all we had is the sun,
the moon and the stars to comfort us.
the sky calls tonight
free from heaven and hell
free aren't we?
from those imaginative stories.
oh how the stars beckon me
for a new beginning
where there is no heresy
and no human made fantasy.
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