I blink my eyes and see the skies
make jumps of monumental size
so clouds that are so far away
might fall apart without delay.
Light sends its message to my eyes.
Does it show all in some disguise?
The gray clouds it would seem are meant
to share my mood without consent.
The orange sun peeps out to say
‘Do I bring joy now with my play?
The warmth of yellow merged with red
can hardly fail a smile to spread.’
Then suddenly I see it blue,
the canopy that thoughts subdue.
Behind its mirror darkness lies
and there beyond what I surmise.
excellent. really stunning poem
Thanks for commenting. Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
did this go a little dark with the last sentence??
i really liked it
It’s only what I hear but there could be stars and galaxies 🙂
Wonderful poem – I just love it !!!
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.