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There are Words That need To be said That need To be read One person's Art is Another's Solace Their All Their Everything Is the Same for All of us It is our Quiet In the storm Our reborn Our clarity

Sit in The stillness And witness The earth Breathing Around you The feeling Is so profound Taking it all in The wind It speaks To us. It can Become A realization That the Calmness Felt from The summers breeze Can put us at ease Understanding that The breath Of the earth Is the ones who Left to soon. It is many Souls that Carry us This Is The BIGGER. The one we Look to In fear. But they Are letting Us know they Are near.

Sunny skies, Clear skies, Dark skies, It all passes by. Morning, Noon, Evening, Night, And I’m still wondering. Was it on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday or Saturday, When I last saw the clouds.