A distant sky that's in my mind
And floating clouds that flow
That feeling, not yet come to me
Is rain that falls
To find new life as ideas flower
And scatter seeds that grow
all comes up from the ocean
And it all comes down from the sky
And it all comes
out of the earth
While the sun shines
The Sun shines.
Leaving breadcrumbs on the carpet.
Maple Ash and Mistletoe