Message To The Heavens

Updated: Jan 25

A wintry morning, a bright afternoon

Birds chirp away on this cheerful day

Why then, in the blue skies above me

Are some clouds so sullenly grey?


What secrets do they hold within?

What anguish are they waiting to shed?

Is it rainwater that weighs them down,

Or do they communicate agony instead?


How do we tell them all is not lost yet?

For tides turn, and the winds blow

This too shall pass, writ are the golden words

One can fly high only after having been low


The sun peeks from behind, furtively shining

My dear, dark clouds in the distance are aglow

Break down, or hold together; cope as you please

For there is but one eternal truth that speaks: light follows these times of woe

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