It Watched Me

It watched me as it traveled across the sky
I tried to see it but it was cloudy and dry.
It starred from above as I wept and mourned
But it still shone its beauty as I felt reborn.

I got so happy because now I could see
I no longer felt alone it was so deep.
I could even see my shadow on the ground
But then it disappeared I felt my face frown.

In and out of cloudiness
Up and down day and night
But I remained ever so silent
Because what it was doing I knew it was right.

It watched me from the obedience of the universe
I watched it as though I rehearsed.
But one day it will no longer see me
For I'll be the one to rise I'll be set free.

by Cecelia Weir

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