Look Up.

Look up –

it’s a yellow sun in a bright blue sky,

it’s a leaf, golden and sailing on the wind,

it’s a new bud beginning to bloom on a tree.

Look up,

it’s a bright white moon,

it’s a sliver and a twinkle of possibility,

Look up,

I am seeing You!.

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About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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