Peace Under the Magnificent Sky

Peace Under the Magnificent Sky

Blood from my finger drew,

Beautiful patterns on the floor.

My blood, my sinful soul flew.

Pieces of glass were scattered,

Like thousands of stars in the sky,

A beautiful moment I experienced.

I felt no pain at the moment.

But petrichor recalls the broken glass.

Pain in rain with the earthy scent.

My hope is joy after misery.

My wish is liberty after slavery.

Peace under the magnificent sky.

Written by Felicia Jarvis