Souls’ tears, or: Nigh

My first Fibonacci poems in rhyming Sestina form

I

Why?
I
So cry...
Oh, to fly,
Oh, to soar sky high!
Need I, need I write what comes nigh?

II

Nigh...
Why
Get high?
Human, I.
Nigh, shall my soul fly;
Skies pouring forth tears that souls cry.

III

Cry!
Nigh,
I'll fly
To my Why.
Just sweet Why and I,
Eulogizing ourselves from high.

IV

High.
Cry
Shall I
When the nigh
Night shall arrive. Why
Were men given no wings to fly?

V

Fly
High,
Dear Why!
Will you Cry
When the night is nigh?
Need you cry for a one like I?

VI

I
Fly,
Night nigh.
Rise up high,
Wondering: why cry?
Wingless, merely a soul, to Why.

VII – Haiku

I weep from on high,
Fly, raining tears men shall cry,
Nigh to join the Why

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