Wondrous World After All
There's an interpretation of the skies
that the end of wonderment belies.
Keep flying on the perfect cloud
where being awestruck is allowed.
Fill up with joy and let it last
for soldiering on is in the past.
If you just gaze around this earth
you'll realize it's simple worth.
Just look at all the wondrous things
that living in this splendor brings.
Riches are many for you to seek
in a painted landscape at it's peak.
A salty tide cut through the sand
or mountains looming across the land.
Cooling trees in silhouette
and other wonders not seen yet.
So when your heart is in the dark
just listen to the singing lark.
And when your soul can get no rest
let the earth do what it does best.
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