it’s a good news
I jump
up high
in the air
Up high
to touch
the sky
where god stays
they say
with pride
I touch
the clouds
mist slipping through
clenched fists
try and grab
the warm rays
but then fall back
empty handed
landing back
on the lap
of the mother
in the velvety grass
sprinkling stream
and rolling hills
and there
I find god
it’s a good news
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