the great big sky contd.

the great big sky

has two children

the moon

and the sun

they rest

on each of my elbows

reflecting their light

to my center

the heart is

open to

opportunity

love

peace

joy

and gratitude

this heart becomes

one of the hardest things to grasp onto

without the arms of

the sun and the moon

and me

the great big sky

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