The Sky is vast as it is
Never a beginning or ending
for it is all encompassing, blanketing all that is upon the
Protecting us like a mother
from the cruel realities of life.
Radiant beams of the sun light
up the sky, so we can see her face.
Night comes and she opens up like a window letting
us see were our dreams lye.
Clouds are her companion that
share her space.
They breath life upon the
and break away so that it can grow.