The sky seems so much bigger
The sun filtering through never ending clouds.
The drawings of the clouds, the watercolour skies.
Dolphins jumping from waves and entities cities rise and fall.
The marked unbelly of a storm in the wisps and the swirls.
If all there was was the sky, but then where would the clouds fall to.
Still singing for rain as the lights turn dark and the evening wind blows in.
The sun sets slowly behind the layers of cloud.
They lie sleeping beneath a shroud.
The puffs and the not so softly growing collecting in the distance.
This sky you don’t see.
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