How is it the sky knows
the heart’s secrets?
My blood simmers
infernal this pain
A stream of clouds
lit by a fiery horizon
reflects what words
cannot express
How is it the sky knows?
How is it the sky knows
the heart’s secrets?
My blood simmers
infernal this pain
A stream of clouds
lit by a fiery horizon
reflects what words
cannot express
How is it the sky knows?
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Thank you!
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So beautiful VJ. I have felt this often in the last few months.
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Thanks V. Nature has been a saviour in these crazy times.
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So so true.
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How indeed? So engaging, lifts the mind to the sky who observes all.
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Thanks Paul.
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Very welcome VJ
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Nature’s wisdom is here for us if we would only notice!
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For sure!
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Nature’s ultimate wisdom is a great reassurance ❤️
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It is! Eloquently put, thanks E
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Beautiful ❤️
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Thank you, Sue!
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Nature really does feel us.. its just waiting for us to notice… you did! ❤
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Yes. Thanks.
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Your poem so eloquently captures that feeling of being unable to express our own pain.
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Thanks Liz. That would be it.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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Sending best wishes.
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Thank you
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You are welcome.
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🦋💜
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I love this poem! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you!
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I often look to the sky for solace…sending hugs.
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Thanks.
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Welcome.
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💖💖💖
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Thanks
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