It all hurts just a little too much to look at these days
it all seems like a little too much to bear, to feel, to know this much truth at once
Sunshine it hurts my eyes but I still want to chance to look at it
Just to know the color just right
The beauty of the sky that's a crystal clear cornflower blue and cotton candy clouds
Outlined in black and ready for rain
the trees that stain
the landscape in various shades of green
I hear it talk to me
In all I see
and what it says
is that this is a beautiful place to be
this land
this Earth
this world this universe
my place
Your place, our place,
we are all part of the same race

We don't have to go
fast or slow
just as long as we get there in the end that's what really matters
as far as I know.

May 28 2016 *All Rights Reserved
Cherie Nolan