Beneath the azure blanket, endless and wide,
Clouds whisper dreams as they slowly glide.
Silhouettes of fantasy, drifting ever high,
In the gentle embrace of the boundless sky.

Softly they dance, in a celestial ballet,
Painting the heavens in an ethereal display.
Each wisp and swirl tells a story anew,
As the day unfolds in a canvas of blue.

The sun’s golden rays weave through the clouds,
Casting shadows and light, like heavenly shrouds.
Moments of wonder, fleeting yet profound,
In the sky’s tender arms, serenity is found.

As twilight descends, the horizon alight,
Stars begin to twinkle, welcoming the night.
Underneath this vast expanse, dreams take flight,
In the silent whispers of the sky’s delight.