Sky Poem by AngelLucianna Vesna

When people look in the sky, they see sky.
When I look in the sky, I see expansion of greatness beyond any comprehension.

The Grand Master creating beauty, all life force co-existing in perfect harmony.
The sky is the keeper of time and days, it dictates our seasonal change.

The backdrop is darkness, the moon and the consolations of stars always shine bright.
And when the storm is due for a show, the thunder howl and the wind blow and blow.

The rain is what most livestock crave, but the lightning amuses us each time it strikes.
Just how deep how high and wild is this "sky",
I say the eagle may know but I don't know.

I ponder as I stare directly into the transparent mass, right in front of me-
Twirling, spinning, whirling around I conclude how small and low in stature we human is!

The Maker fullfil us with His first breathe, only by His gravitational force we now stand.
So next time when you look at the sky.Look right into it and try to see what I actively see.

My envision of the sky is always accompany with the solar sun,
The sunshine and its warmth make me happy even when I feel so lost.

The heat of the sunshine is comforting, I know the energy source is empowering.
I will hide underneath the sky and be contend, I will be claim and walk boldly and proudly with a spring on each step.

Good night.My Brilliant one.
Is time to rest in your arms, even if it is my dream and I still feel sweet…
The sky, the sunshine, the moon and all its stars……counting one two threefourfive6.7,8…….9