Beneath the endless azure dome,
Where clouds like whispers gently roam,
The sky unveils its vast embrace,
A boundless realm of time and space.

By day, the sun in golden light,
Paints the heavens, burning bright,
With hues of blue and white so pure,
A sight that makes the heart endure.

As twilight casts its purple veil,
Stars emerge in silent trail,
The moon ascends, a silver queen,
In night’s serene and tranquil scene.

The sky, a mirror of our dreams,
Reflects the soul in endless streams,
A canvas wide, forever high,
The infinite, eternal sky.