The sky is always a sight to behold, in daytime and more so at night
Of all the elements it is the most clear, untainted by anything gross
It is boundless for what binds it are the horizons that are mere illusions
The clear blue is magnificent and more so that dotted with white strokes
There is never a dull moment in the sky except when it brings the joy of rain
That rain which so quenches the thirst of the Earth, is the act it does in some style
Slowly the clouds gather and hide the Sun, dimming the lights
And then one drop at a time, giving the sensation that it will soon start pouring
The clouds come home and disperse once again to restore the sky in its glory
The sky which inspires life to take flight and be free
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