THE CLOUDS


This is my World
I can see the Heavens peering from the clouds
Cream-colored balls of cotton against blue sky
All surrounded by storms
The one piece of sky sticks out
The imagery is like that one lover whom got away
Those dreams never pursued
Sit in the sky so puffy
I can see long-lost horizons as artwork
So beautiful the design could have been done by Michelangelo
His hands paint the sky cream and blue
His hands are reaching out to you
This is your World too
Answer your inner artist
Touch fingers with the Heavens
Wake up your soul here
Then go tell everybody
Share your art on the line of vulnerability
Become the person you’ve always wanted to be
Your intentions shine brighter than the finest jewels
This is your World
So go wake up the Heavens peering from the clouds

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