The story of a tree and a cloud...
God began his day making a tree...
He changed his mind and, instead, made me...
My roots go deep into the ground...
Seeking treasures that were never meant to be found
I looked up and saw this beautiful radiant cloud
Dancing in the skies...laughing aloud
I realized that I was anchored and she was free
Every breath of wind took her away from me
Fly away little cloud...fly away if the need be...
When you are ready...come back and rain down upon me
Picked up from here
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