Another Sky

Somewhere, there is another sky
out of the thunderstorms’ sight
Somewhere, another dawn erupts
leaving no remnants of the night.

Somewhere, there is a garden
where the gentle thrushes still sing
Somewhere, hyacinths blossom,
announcing the herald of spring.

Somewhere, the grass is green;
Somewhere, water tastes sweet
and somewhere there exists love
which makes hearts skip a beat.

Somewhere, to the thunder's beats
the peacocks still break into dance.
Somewhere, there's 'happily ever after'
because someone was given a second chance.

Somewhere, when the roaring winds die
After the torrential rain,
Maybe, just maybe, somewhere -
The last leaf still remains.

Somewhere, there is a rainbow
that ends in the proverbial pot of gold.
Somewhere, there is a tomorrow
for all the hope that ailing hearts hold.

The Tranquil Poet 🤍