Raining eyes

Drops of peace fall down
Earth, fertile womb,
eternally pregnant of life
fed by flows of Everything.

Clouds clash, feast of lights,
thunders whisper, winds shout.
In this beatiful chaos
every single color is seized.

Mood and sky, light and wonder
Green, bearer of serene look,
grey, shadow of reality,
red, reminder of living passion.

Randomness is divine,
self-conscious universe,
beholding stars and worms,
on my knees I ascend.

But, a piece is missing in this cosmos.
Two pieces.
Eyes.
Your eyes.

.the.Hive.