High Writer at Home - Lilys

Tell me a time

A part of sky to be under

Warm daylight

On the work when you were younger

And now you’ve let go

The good in me to find

A finer high

Silent

Sky writer at home

Lay on the ground

Begin to feel the comfort

Heart to the world

A fence to bow to climb over

And now your voice enjoys a place

New and far

From your old mind

Sky writer at home