The sky is like a canvas
every morning and every evening
I see it's unique beauty that is endowed by its creator
the vast beauty of his creation
with a purpose of inspiration
What is it source and it's origin?
What does it mean?

The median is color
The pink, orange, yellow
they crash and collide
creating a beautiful explosion across the sky
like a supernova

The clouds with a soft feather-like texture as of angels wings

as the street lights come on
and the sun goes down
The sky goes dark but it does not stay that way
one by one the stars began to come out.
"A glimpse of heaven." My grandmother would say.
At last the moon is out
radiating from the sun's light.
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(5/13/21)

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