As beautiful and captivating, a sight to behold,
As giving and life-bearing, a story untold,
As precious and wealthy, a treasure so grand,

Yet the sky arouses not your desires, no lust in its hand,
Stir not your passions, no yearning it can brand,
Shed not a tear of jealousy nor sorrow's command,
Sulk not at twilight's blue, serene and unbound.

It is the sky, vast and free, a boundless domain,
Giving life unconditionally, a gentle, constant rain.
Loving all that lies...