Silver sun and platinum skies
remind my eyes to see
Oh, what I wouldn’t give
to be a bird in flight
in unseen winds
whistling melodies from heaven.
Where does the wind hurry off to
as he tickles the leaves?
Trees blush as he rushes by
trying to make it home before the sun sets
and the street lamps come on
We seem to have lost our sight
blinded by artificial light
Our minds refuse rest
shunning sweet sleep
Foreign to us is life’s wonder
The stars of Sagittarius
and the twinkle of Orion
God’s galaxy
has been hijacked
by Samsung’s Galaxy,
iPads, iPhones, and iWatches
as our eye watches
what can never bring us true sight-
true light
So I choose to turn it all off
and fade to black
I listen to sweet nothings
whispered in my soul;
A lullaby written just for me by the setting sun
BE
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