my oh my,
how that sun is tiring
how it cracks through the sky
how the light is firing
bathe our bodies in the warmth
the rays break upon our core
we always ask for more
but the hills begin to warn
to shade our eyes
to rest our minds
and trust it will still rise.
Mar 7, 2013
Mar 7, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
my oh my,
how that sun is tiring
how it cracks through the sky
how the light is firing
bathe our bodies in the warmth
the rays break upon our core
we always ask for more
but the hills begin to warn
to shade our eyes
to rest our minds
and trust it will still rise.
