Poetry
From Above

For a while, I have been looking at this world from a hand-knitted spaceship.
Somewhere on Earth,
someone is kissed for the first time.
Somewhere on Earth,
someone dies for the last time.
Somewhere on Earth,
a heart explodes of joy and love.
Somewhere on Earth,
a bomb explodes on joy and love.
Stars above fall one by one –
someone somewhere makes a wish,
someone somewhere falls with the stars.
Somewhere on Earth,
in my part of space,
stars form a mountain range,
then fall in



