Bleeding Sky

Sky bleeds of crimson clouds
The sea wears its reddened shroud

Seagulls and cranes are out of flight
Rain of purple tears offers no sight

The sun has lost its golden throne
The moon, by the star was left alone

The wind is with so much hurt
As there is a hole in Julia’s heart

Let her mourn and let her cry
Until tears and storms run dry

In her own time, she’ll find the way
To the place where she used to play

Until then, let her soak in salted sand
Until she will, again be able to stand