Look Up

You see the sky when you look for hope
The hope that the cool breeze will hit your warm face
On a hot sky lit by the afternoon light

You look up at the sky when your imagination is running free
You look to the clouds to see crazy things in your imagination
Like a zoo for the day dreamer or the wisher

You look at the sky to see the stars dancing around the evening sun
The evening skies are the most gorgeous thing to a painter
The sky paint’s it’s own painting with the colors of the heavens

poem by Thomas Hurley
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