Great Blue

I keep seeing a great cover,

high up, with great holding.

Birds fly and spread the wings toward the great cover.

So great oceans and seas reflect it's beauty.

it's shadow are mountain peaks,

I gaze upon the unending blue cover,

and my heart fills with hope.

When my eyes shut and am lost,

I open them the next day to see such great wonder.

beauty I say, because it's blue sky.