Deadweight

ambience oppresses

the tiredness of mind

closing eyes in depthness

of feel

the sun god wakes me gently

sent his golden descendants

the play with rays on my face

they heal

I’m praying on my knees

for saving rain

can my soul be released

from burden of shame

winged creatures of the roofs

guard me from above

serpents’ heads and fairies

spirits of the netherworld

get ready for the cosmic lift

to the heights unvisited

it’ll be fine

just fine