I See It Is
It is a yellow flower on a tree,
It is a simple question put to me,
It is a child and now he smiles,
It is a world full of lies, It is standing there,
In front of me, it is a beautiful sky,
Stormy as a sea.
It is time, and it goes on,
It is a distant church bell, with a clear sound,
It is only as I see, and I can see all this.
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