Beauty In The Sky

The sky unfolds in colors bright,

A canvas kissed by golden light.

At dawn, the hues begin to rise,

Like fire melting in the skies.

The sleepy stars, they blink and fade,

As sunlight dances, freshly laid.

A breath of pink, a touch of gold,

A morning story, bright and bold.

The clouds drift soft in endless blue,

Like cotton dreams in misty hue.

They shape and shift in silent play,

Guided by winds that lead the way.

The sun ascends, its voice so strong,

A melody, a golden song.

It warms the earth, it stirs the trees,

It rides the whispers of the breeze.

The birds arise, their wings set free,

They glide above in harmony.

Their songs are spun like threads of lace,

A gift of light, a song of grace.

At noon, the sky in sapphire glows,

Its warmth upon the earth bestows.

No single cloud to shade the light,

Just endless blue and sun so bright.

And when the evening starts to call,

The sun prepares its golden fall.

It dips into the painted seas,

And whispers secrets to the breeze.

The sky ignites in crimson waves,

In violet dreams the sunset saves.

A masterpiece of light and shade,

A fleeting glow that soon will fade.

Then twilight comes with gentle hands,

To tuck the sun beneath the lands.

The stars awake with silent might,

To pierce the cloak of endless night.

The moon arises, silver bright,

A beacon in the velvet night.

It hums a tune, so soft, so deep,

A lullaby to those who sleep.

The constellations weave and spin,

A tale of where the stars begin.

A story told in sparkling gleam,

A poet’s wish, a lover’s dream.

The sky—so vast, so free, so wide,

A world above where wonders hide.

Its beauty speaks in silent art,

A magic felt within the heart.

So gaze upon the sky above,

And feel its light, its peace, its love.

For every hour, dusk to dawn,

It sings a song that lingers on.It sings a song both old and new,

A melody in shifting hue.

At times it roars with thunder’s might,

At times it weeps in silver light.

The storm may come with restless cries,

A symphony across the skies.

Dark clouds may gather, fierce and high,

Like titans warring in the sky.

Lightning streaks in jagged lines,

A flash, a spark, a tale divine.

The rain then falls in steady streams,

Like whispered prayers, like softened dreams.

Yet storms must pass, they never stay,

The sky reclaims its peaceful sway.

The sun returns with healing hands,

To kiss the earth and dry the lands.

The rainbow arcs in colors bright,

A silent promise, pure delight.

A bridge of light from sky to ground,

A fleeting gift where dreams are found.

Then night returns with velvet grace,

A cooling breath, a soft embrace.

The sky once more becomes a stage,

Where silver stories fill the page.

The galaxies beyond our sight,

Still shimmer softly in the night.

A dance of planets, moons, and stars,

A world unknown yet never far.

The shooting stars in trails of fire,

Call forth the dreamer’s heart’s desire.

A wish, a hope, a silent plea,

Cast forth into eternity.

And as the night grows still and deep,

The world succumbs to gentle sleep.

Yet in the sky, the wonders stay,

A guardian through night and day.

So look above and know it’s true,

The sky’s a gift for me and you.

Through storms, through dawn, through endless flight,

Its beauty glows in day and night.Its beauty glows in day and night,

A boundless sea of endless light.

No matter where our footsteps roam,

The sky remains—a constant home.

It watches over hills and streams,

It cradles hearts and fuels dreams.

A silent witness, vast and high,

A whispering soul beyond the sky.

The northern lights in ribbons gleam,

Like swirling waves in mystic dream.

They dance upon the frozen air,

A painter’s touch, so wild, so rare.

The moonlight spills on silver tides,

A guiding glow where love abides.

It bathes the earth in sacred beams,

A quiet hush, a world in dreams.

And though the sky may shift and change,

Its spirit holds, steadfast, unchanged.

Through dawn and dusk, through storm and peace,

Its wonders never fail nor cease.

So lift your eyes to heaven’s face,

And find within its vast embrace,

A lesson written, bold and true—

The sky’s great beauty lives in you.