• The sky is crying.
    Crying for the fallen angel.
    The angel who ripped off her own wings,
    For a human, she thought,
    That loved her.

    Cry, sky, cry,
    Cry for the fallen angel
    Who must now live, abandoned,
    With pain and pleasure,
    With hate and love,
    With destruction, and rebirth -
    Even though she shall never be reborn.

    Cry, O heavens, cry,
    Cry for the small, frail angel,
    Destined to fly for all eternity,
    Cry for her -
    For she cannot.