The Sky Won't Lie

How I wish

I could be like the sky

She makes no apologies

for every shade

of her blue.

She rumbles and rages freely

at injustice

and lack of care

over all that she shelters.

She weeps

in mists

and in torrents

that both wipe away

and nurture.

She shines

openly

displaying tufts

of cotton candy images

that delight imagination.

And at night

she is full of all the stars

that lovers and dreamers

both wish upon.

Oh yes, how I wish

I could be like the sky

who in her multitude of majesty

never conceals

any side