There is another sky Ever agitated and unfair And there is another sunshine Though it be darkness there. Our eyes are tired of watching the horizon For a sight as red as blood To appear out of nowhere. The only thing that compares this scene All the gifts are sent by God A poem, a picture, a melodic sound That inspires us to live Live more fully in this goldfish bowl. And to move At our heart's direction Into the flow of destiny.
Monalisa Parida is from India, a student of English literature and, also, a poet.