A palette of azure
Majestic, spotless, pure
Satisfying the heart, pleasing the eye
Appears the wonderful, unclouded sky
One glance compels you to surrender to its healing properties
And insists that you partake of its beautiful qualities
The second you set your eyes on it, your mind slows down its pace
Joy begins to rise up that produces a smile upon your face
The vulture floats gracefully round and round
In an ocean of cerulean that he has found
Open and vast, such a lovely place
With no reservation or limit on space
Hope, joy, peace, tranquility, serene on a crystal clear day
The sun shines its light on it for miles that you cannot blink away
Hear the jets coming from the nearby base
Cutting through the air leaving behind a stream of sprayed on lace
Smell the sunny, crisp air that compliments its lovely shade
And leaves a sense of awe and wonder that will never, ever fade
See the sun extend its rays to touch the heavenly canvas
Taste and see that He is good, so good to us
The chaos below, the calmness above
I can only describe it as nothing but love
Blue sky
A palette of azure
Majestic, spotless, pure
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I would like to translate this poem
A blue sky might seems to be a beautiful day, but gray skies are the source of life.