Just what was meant for me to see?
And would you know? The secret's free,
The sky was blue on yonder end!
Enough! The angels slowly bend
Their forms and disappear from view.
A thought came to me that was true,
And swiftly passed to my review:
And would you know? The secret's free,
The sky was blue on yonder end!
Enough! The angels slowly bend
Their forms and disappear from view.
A thought came to me that was true,
And swiftly passed to my review:
Clouds may lower, storms may arise,
But like the clouds, if you will try
To be happy or to be wise,
Look for the blue within your sky.
But like the clouds, if you will try
To be happy or to be wise,
Look for the blue within your sky.
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