the sun is always up there
never ever absent
the wind is always blowing
inside mine and inside your chest
live, long live the sky
the planet, the universe
the galaxy beyond
alive, encircling, till the end of time
this you can count on
this you can bet on
that it will be there
that it's still there even when we're gone
not unless God decides
that it's time to pass
that it's time to pack up
this earth, this only universe, His created paradise... :)
