Did you know the sun is out,
It is always shining?
Only clouds can blot it out,
But, not when we are rising.
Rising up…above those clouds,
There's a whole, new world;
Astronauts and airplane pilots…see it,
So do the birds…a new world unfurled.
Unfurled…spread-out before us,
Not tied-down to worldy care;
The sun always shining,
Always shining…way up there.
There is freedom in that realm,
Not tied-down to things that bind;
Rise above those storm clouds,
A new world…you will find.
Find the sun shining on the clouds,
Turning them to white and fluffy;
With rays of gold…sparkling,
Everything is clear…not cloudy.
Cloudy…not at its very best,
We can only partially see;
So much more…out there for us,
Heavenly…is very good,
That's where I want to be;
No shades of darkness there,
Clear is our vision…all…we can see!
Dec. 3, 2000
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