Colors of Twilight
In what world have we all become,
Looking up into a brightly lit sky.
Do we see the same moon and stars,
The mystical sea further than we can know?
Heaven does hold more aglow up there,
More of these far off balls of burning fire,
Than all the grains of sands found here,
On all the lands and all the beaches,
On the very Earth that we stand.
When we look up, we might see forever,
And that might be why we don't understand,
For down below Love's Answers are a riddle,
As these myopic views leave one to twiddle.
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