Beneath the vast, eternal dome,
Where dreams and stars entwine,
The sky unfolds its endless tome,
In whispers soft and divine.

The azure sea of endless sight,
Cradles the sun’s golden glow,
And as the day turns into night,
The moon begins its gentle show.

Clouds dance in the morning light,
Painting stories of the wind,
A fleeting, delicate, airy flight,
In colors that seamlessly blend.

So gaze upon the sky so wide,
A tapestry of dreams above,
Let your spirit gently glide,
In its embrace, feel the love.