Poetic Verses
The Sky
How of you capture my attention blue sky
Like a ceiling seemingly attached so high
You reflection perhaps giving such a that colour to the ocean
Do static it looks as though you are frozen
At the foot of the mountain, look at its summit
From this distance it seems as though you are near to it
Climbing to the top brings that startling revelation
That distance can be such an optical illusion
The sun there displaying such a golden array
As it happily traverse you each and every day
Seemingly climbing over the horizon in the morning
Completed it task and then disappears in the evening
The while clouds look like across you are gliding
And you in the background adds that contrast so breathtaking
But when they are stationary seem to cast such picture with you the canvas
Have anyone try to research origin of you blue
Or the scientists are still have an argue
Or are they busy try hard to analyse
The structure of the elements of which you are comprised
Even though you may be somewhat mystery
All still look at you in awe of your beauty
And the eagle certainly revel in the great height
Knowing it can soar so high with such delight
Like a ceiling seemingly attached so high
You reflection perhaps giving such a that colour to the ocean
Do static it looks as though you are frozen
At the foot of the mountain, look at its summit
From this distance it seems as though you are near to it
Climbing to the top brings that startling revelation
That distance can be such an optical illusion
The sun there displaying such a golden array
As it happily traverse you each and every day
Seemingly climbing over the horizon in the morning
Completed it task and then disappears in the evening
The while clouds look like across you are gliding
And you in the background adds that contrast so breathtaking
But when they are stationary seem to cast such picture with you the canvas
Have anyone try to research origin of you blue
Or the scientists are still have an argue
Or are they busy try hard to analyse
The structure of the elements of which you are comprised
Even though you may be somewhat mystery
All still look at you in awe of your beauty
And the eagle certainly revel in the great height
Knowing it can soar so high with such delight
