When I can do nothing,​there is always something​


​I look up at the sky.
​No, I am not hoping
​that anything goes away.
​I am not trying to prevent
​anything from happening.
​For I accept nature’s way.
​I look up at the sky to
​know I am part of a whole.
​And for a feeling that
takes ​me out of myself.
​With everything coming and going.
​Just as it always has.

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