Beneath the vast and endless dome,
Where azure dreams find their home,
The sky whispers tales of yore,
In silent songs forevermore.

Clouds drift like thoughts, fleeting and free,
Painting pictures for all to see,
A dance of shadows and light’s embrace,
In the sky’s boundless, tranquil space.

Twilight’s brush dips in hues so bright,
As stars emerge to kiss the night,
In this celestial symphony,
The sky sings of eternity.

Morning breaks with a gentle sigh,
As dawn’s light paints the waking sky,
A canvas of dreams, vast and blue,
Where hopes and wishes all come true.