The Sky Remains Blue Above It All

Heaven and earth immaculately tailored
Whether by chance or by creator
Angelic rays kiss the ground like a homesick sailor
Carving out shadows as a heated razor
We attempt reasoning on parchments we scrawl
On a rock where we are comparably small
And the sky remains blue above it all

Blanketing white cumulous cry for the harvest
Aimlessly throw bolts and roar at their darkest
Plants grow high while mountains reach the farthest
Canyons and valley inversions dip the largest
Paradises paved for shopping malls
Thoughtful primates building towers tall
And the sky remains blue above it all

The sun shifts the hues to the right
And farewells from our sight
When the colors drain into night
The celestial ornaments like lighters set alight
Though not long after the colors dissolve
The dimensions resolve
And the sky remains blue above it all

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