Clear Signs

See, when you lift your eyes to the sun,
It fills your body with warmth and light.
Spreading through the mind giving respite,
As if a miracle has been spun.

So precious is its heat healing rays,
We feel so alive each time it shines.
Looking all the while for the clear signs,
That the day becomes sunny, through the haze,

poem by Ernestine Northover
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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