Sky
Here in my room
Lying on my bed
With the windows closed
But curtains open,
So I can clearly see
I can see the sky without any distractions
Such as the sunlight that kills the eyes.
The sky is blue, really blue
But one part is dark blue
While the other remains light blue.
I keep staring at that sky
And there are white clouds too.
Forcing my gaze into those clouds,
One part is pure white
And still the other is gray
I keep wondering why that is so
But finally, come up with a sense.
It is a sense you may not call common,
But a true belief to me.
The world has ups and downs
Yes, the good and the bad
Must both be part of us.
The positive things in life
Are the light blue sky, and white clouds
And the negative ones are
the dark blue sky, and gray clouds.
As you go on through every situation
Remember that the dark and white clouds,
The sky has them both
And those white and gray clouds,
The sun warmly shines through.
The moon also beams its light through them,
And at times, when God commands
The rain comes from above
From those clouds in the sky
To bless our lands.
Copyright © Redempta Asifiwe | Year Posted 2016
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