I ride
I slide
I glide
On top
Within the Blue
Fully aware
Of the push and pulls
I only
Do this
To see the waters
Turn orange
To beet- carrot
While Clouds shift
From puffed white
To magenta low-light
During the Beauty
Of twilight
I gaze
I marvel
I sigh wonderously
At the pure sight
Of the sky
Coloring the tides
Right before
My eyes
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