Portrait

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“Paint me Your portrait,”

said the boy to the sky

But it was ever changing and he couldn’t see why

Until he lived a little

Carried joy and loss and hope

So he could see

the strokes of Thee

come from a larger scope

He cannot see the weather

Til it’s right there at his door

Like mortal faces

Hide their traces

The sky is hiding more.

© 2015

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