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Just Below the Heavens
The sea was peaceful, like the first drop of snow,
The tide washing up on the sand covered shores;
The sun was shining with a tranquil illumination,
And I breathe in deeply, close my eyes, and dream.
In my dream, everything is how it should be.
The world is a diverse place, with millions of people;
But a difference, that could never go unnoticed,
There is no sun to brighten the day and warm the earth.
Quickly I run, not once looking behind me,
"Faster, faster," I shout to myself, in a panic;
For the sun I shall obtain, for it has to be,
Somewhere in this vast place we call home.
Darkness advances, killing the only light that remains,
And try as I might, the latent sun I cannot find;
Hidden, hidden from a world of ghastly sin and destruction,
Hidden from a world of pride and self determination.
I open my eyes, blinded by the blazing fire,
And the world is enlightened by the terrestrial candle;
For the sun extends its wings across the sky,
And I close my eyes again until the sun is masked by the clouds.