dreams of a blue sky 


  
though the sky lay grey over mountain tops and beyond
as far as one may see, these mystic eyes are filled sublime

the clouds may feign a dive with the rain
into the oceans hold, carved through time

the air inhaled chilled to a crisp
the pain so clean, it clears the mind

the wind travels over ancient rock
towering, reaching, for heavens dock

where to rest, surely come angels
majestic wings that fan the sky all around

lifting the storm away, the sun’s shine bleeds light
as clouds once grey, now turn to white

giant cotton puffs form against a sky blue canvass
that swells into space, the angels take flight

just like that the universe smiles
how fucking beautiful, this world truly is

whether skys are grey in view
or where dreams of a blue sky comes true

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