there are millions
of
tiny warm
arms
reaching up
into the
enormous
sky of sun
for
a bit
of
recognition
from
god
and
as
we
tumble
into our next mysterious
moment wondering
if
god
understands our
secrets hidden
within our
charlatan
requests,
i see
the sky smile
in
a
long cloud
parting
as
we
wait
to
find out
if
there
really
is
some
kind of
truth
to all
theses plants
growing
and
astronauts
going
insane.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
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