Sky is a guide dog.
He will lick you
into light.
His eyes are pools of sparks.
He is a star hound.
Sky leads us across the universal fields,
opens up the lids of daydreams,
teaches us to feel
those tender rays.
Sky’s vista runs deep,
shows up a braille galaxy.
In this cold, blind dark,
we follow his moonlit trail.
We marry our lonely visions with his
and see
heaven.
KEITH ARMSTRONG
Heather Wood Oh Keith that's lovely. Thanks for sharing. Xx
