In this world so colorless hope is missing
And yet in the skies clouds are kissing
Wrapped in veils of blue happiness
The esoteric soul of this gentle mess
Masses of white with shades of grey
Have smiles to send, and rains to say
How this world below ought to grow and change
How the blacks can begin to rearrange
In the order of loving hopeful blooms
Spun as spiderweb silk on looms
All from the sky kissing clouds up above
Sending all possible shades of love
Very Beautiful!
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