♡BEAUTY OF THE SKIES♡
Looking closely at the clouds Just clear all my confusing doubts Encourages my soul from dreadly events And cautiously alerts me for the deadly ends Hoping my soul could have wings For getting lost in skies is one of the peaceful things Soothing my eyes with its fathomless end Its beauty of lonesomeness can be a friend But something's strange in skies For no pain and sorrow it advises me to break all my ties It's asking me to explore it more and more And is always capable of making me sure and pure It's fascinating the way it attracts People have charisma but the blues have facts Giving me the sense of God Making me feel special to my lord No doubt it makes me feel calm For my wounds it heals like a balm Trust me!!! mistakes can be reversed under the blues For forgiveness it gives you the clues Still I wonder about birds and flies That indulge themselves in the beauty of the skies:>☆