Distant sun, Skies of blue, Why does the mind see reflections of you? As the rain falls, I cannot tell the difference of pain, Forgive me for not understanding the depth of your soul, While feeling the warmth of your hands, My knees bend, As you stand, The thoughts circling through the mind, Only to realize, That dreams are dreams, And shadows don't display during overcast, May the sun dry, What descends from these eyes........ DMK Eyes2ink.3/12/13