Invisible, they say,
is the wind to the eye;
yet I see every effect
it has on the sky.

Mistress of moods,
to destroy or to mend
I

It's as clear as the water
Blue like it too
Waiting for the clouds
To alter its view

It's shining like a gem
Aquamarine I say
When

A place where Art and Beauty
Could live together,
Willingly appreciated,
At twilight.

Recall your
Last memories
Of heaven
And deity's

When blue turns white!

The sky is white, while raindrops fall,
though I have seen such cloud before,
awaiting just a

I am a galaxy

that has breathed life into a substanceless hoop

and has created the stars because

without stars that shine,

I