Looking up, no instructions, no obstruction yet no clear path. The urge to hang low head slumped, eyes focused on each step, each pebble or crack in the ground. A smile is rejected as if it were a lie, prayers always accepted as I look towards the sky. He is here, there and everywhere, yet somehow the sky seems more appropriate to ask, thank and cry towards. Look up, looking up always looking up. Smile accepted within it's all true, it's all true... #sundaypoem #instapoem #lookup #OneInstagram

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