The Sky That Loved Me

The sky that loved me, came down to make me blue, and brought the world to my feet. Why fly when you are already one with the air? Float in time with all that moves inside you. Your heart’s alive with song, they’ll never find you outside. Go in deeper and visit your dreams by the low light, a tunnel to love, you were born old and didn’t learn to crawl. They marvelled at how wonderful you are, a mystery out of sight, your curiosity and their questions aroused the grey. Longing laughs at yearning’s yesteryears, the same fools will meet at death’s doorway to life.

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