Blue Sky Awaits

Stuck in the mist you may be,
Darkness or white plain surrounds,
Frusfrated and lost,
Feels like rotting there,
And stoned for eternal years,
It all never seems to end..

Blue sky always awaits,
With its spring blossom,
And summer berries,
The tease of its gentle breeze,
If you keep searching..

How could one see such wonders,
When all is monotonous,
As they may ask,
Believe,
Faith,
Even if you are not sure if it will happen,
Believe it will,
You will see your beautiful plain,
Heavens are kind,
I promise..


*dedicated to Jelyn W., with love*