When I look up,
I call not for heavens.
Nor do I love the blue.
The stars distract,
So does the morning hue.
The twilight haunts,
For I know not the clouds.
So big a sky,
A heart to find solace.
Too big a sky,
For a heart to sleep.
All that I yearn
Is for a lap to dream,
Close my eyes,
For the eternal dream.
Saturday, May 24, 2014
On looking up
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