Coming From The Sky

Coming from the sky The gyrating moments for all Going here low and high Till those luminous fall Inside the fluttering bliss The day of the evening goes Everything that let to this For all the fading glows Yesterday was once new Till it burned up in the evening With the dark night to renew And latest dawn to bring Full of flowering and leaves Of blossom’s speculation With their longitude and briefs Of its wordily education Coming to this earth Our wishful thoughts to give Arrangements and its birth That truly must grow to live Nothing is new to be born In every aspect of learning Through revelation it’s worn To every circle ways turning