Sky

Beatific, you greet us

In all your seasons, richly enrobed in splendors

Cloaking us at dusk, kissed rosy hued as Sun departs

Washing all in silver with the bright eyed majesty of Moon’s light

Reaching forth, ennobled, pearlescent with the dawn

I sense your many moods in the tones of your silence

A thousand thousand shades speaking luminosity

Shaped, as are we all, in our dance with the land

Gravity and grace dynamic in your expansiveness

I am held, deep-rooted, swirled around in you

Merriment ringing, sorrow weeping, all that is

In your marching lights are Order and Justice embodied

Our hearts stretched to encompass

We fall into you

Embraced