Saturday, January 7, 2012

I swung 'round and saw a sky in sorrow
Its warmth and joy bled through cold heavy winds
And those gray clouds swept by its dying sun
I stood and felt inside this sky's true sorrow, as if I too were its son
Then something rose where my soul once was
I swung my arms as wide joyous circles
Perhaps in me is what is above, and we are as one

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