The Sky Poem by Cris Ben
The Sky
Yonder lies the firmament azure and light
with clouds like powder tossed in still time and space.
What peace does this ethereal canvass hold!
a stare at the lofty grandeur of simple blue and white
makes my body float and soar
as if pulling me higher and closer
and one snap of a moment, I understand more now:
how beautiful the sky is in its bluest blue
and clouds when only few-
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