14 August 2010

Different Skies

I want to open my eyes
to different skies.
A sky that carries the sun
over a warm blue sea.
Or one that holds
the scent of pine
in the hollow of a cloud.
Perhaps one that sits
on the sharp ridges
of a mountain
ice-blue and bitter cold.
And one that cries
welcome tears
over a parched and thirsty earth.
Any or all of them will do
it doesn't really matter.
I'm simply searching for
.....a difference.

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