See the sun bright and loud, Now hidden behind the cloud? See the sun come out and shout, Now again behind the cloud? See the sun loves the cover Of the clouds because they’re soft. Like pillows of sheep, The sun may sleep, Beyond the keep, Of the clouds. See the blue sky sparkle? To know what it’s covering Is great mystery. See the blue sky covers Floors of heavens. See the blue sky always… Unless it is a cloudy day, When the heavens come out and play With the sun. See the trees try to reach the sky? See the trees with their branches so high? See the trees want to know what’s up there, Like you and I. See the trees strive To reach the heavens.

Love healing hearts,

Shirah Chante

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