Holding the Sky

Holding the Sky

We are suffering;
Surrounded by a ring,
A ring of green-blue and black.
What a rainbow that is not worth
To see; what a ring; not worth
To wear, but a ring of joy and pain.

We are growing;
Reaching for something,
A something of realist-sincerity and honesty.
What a personality that is not true
To me; what a something; not true
To know, but a something of highs and lows.

We are weaker, yet we see.
We are weaken, yet we know.
We are one; Holding the sky!


Book published 2004,"Tell Me Something" by Monroe W. Fannin