Sky

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I look up,
And wonder
Why, for it’s

Always You
In the sky,

Your

Stars burn
Bright, like dew
Drops in the mist

Of all that’s
Forgotten,
And remembered

For it’s both
On which
We are dependent

Even in times
Where Your clouds
Are playing hide
And seek,

With me,

It’s always You
That I can and
Do see,

Written in the
Language of love
And compassion

For all
Of us, here,
Awaiting Your
Passionate embrace

Like a star kissed
Gaze upon
Our face

Tenderly calling
Us home, into
Your arms, full of
Grace