Nature 13
Sky, to thee
Sky, to thee I call
Where all the birds are
Why must you be so high
Come down to me
Here on the ground
Sky, your beauty
Is amazing to me
In all your splendor
Your clouds
Never stopping murals of white
Filling me with fantastic visions
Your color I love
A blue unknown
In shades so bright
Never ending
Vaster than any sea
Your glory is seen
In the morning, afternoon, and night
Never ending fascination
Full of life
Sky, to thee
A revelation is your beauty
Words are unknown
Otherwise
They do not justify.
Copyright 2000 Joe S. Lee