Oh joyful light trapped in freedom
Unable to embrace
So protective and unwilling
To show the beauty of your face
So you hide behind the clouds
Instead they'll cry for you
And as they weep and open up
Your rays come seeping through
They tease me with a wish
That one day you’ll come out
The time will come, but until then
You're all I think about
Michael Gillespie
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/branching-out/
