Children of the Sky

A day with no Sun, no Stars and no wind, A lifetime of lifetimes is in the womb you grow. You are the children of the sky with the seeds I sow. You are enriched and fertile in the lands I tend. A night with no Moon no day and no end, A world of worlds of knowledge you all know. You are the children of the sky and to the winds you shall blow. In the seeds your sown is your mother and your best friend. You are of the sky, You are perfect today, Boundless and high, And you know the way. Reach up and look to see, The wind blowing inside of me! ® Registered: Ann Rich 2004