Beauty Of The Sky

Beauty Of The Sky short poem

Photo by Phil Roeder

Beauty of the sky, it has no end so it’s said
It reflects upon the earth and justifies its name
Toned with glorious colors
Surface of blue, cotton of white
A brim of dark clouds, a sign of rain

Beauty of the sky, it has no end so it’s said
It’s all in the sky
Don of a new day, raises the sun
When night falls the sky is open
You see the stars, you see the moon
Wish upon a star, wishes are granted

Beauty of the sky
For in the beginning all was without form
But now reigns glorious.

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