Toward east I look down and see the stars
When up I look, my eyes meet the sky
And between earth and space an intersection
Painted velvet red followed by its shades
Gold and lively Grass under a touch of colorful glass
Baby blue changes to the deepest Azur.
All gives way under a vast ocean
Where two bright fish swim and swirl in the infinite expense.
And I turn my loving gaze toward west
As I find a shrouded mystery hidden behind a secret mist
Covering it all, but the shine of city lights.
Tis' the late sister who might blind the spectator
when time comes
for night to uncover delights
and fright the expectant orator.
Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 4:50 AM UTC
Toward east I look down and see the stars
When up I look, my eyes meet the sky
And between earth and space an intersection
Painted velvet red followed by its shades
Gold and lively Grass under a touch of colorful glass
Baby blue changes to the deepest Azur.
All gives way under a vast ocean
Where two bright fish swim and swirl in the infinite expense.
And I turn my loving gaze toward west
As I find a shrouded mystery hidden behind a secret mist
Covering it all, but the shine of city lights.
Tis' the late sister who might blind the spectator
when time comes
for night to uncover delights
and fright the expectant orator.
Wrote it in the skies.