Sonnet of the Sky

A vast expanse of nothing, streaked with clouds
An unseen joy, ignored by most below
The earth beneath, it covers and it shrouds
Reminding us how little yet we know
A haze of blue, a dance of mellow white
An ever changing litany of hues
It has no form, exists of air and light
And yet, so much emotion it imbues
Providing link betwixt the land and space
A home for storms, for butterflies and birds
And though it often hides the lunar face
It germinates ideas; inspires words
So when our time on earth seems dark and tough
Remember we do not look up enough

RC 11-5-26