Sky

Cool, shimmery mist,
wets fog’s gray transparency.
Romantic bride’s veil.

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In the thick gray fog,
the moon, the stars, the sun, you.
Undercover, masked.

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Oh, it is you here!
Were you here all along?
No need to fear, dear.

In the twilight’s light,
what is here slow-ly be-comes
recognizable.

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Darkness turns to light,
gradually, gingerly.
Light turns to darkness.

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Blue black firmament,
spotted, sprinkled, autographed
by specks of bright light.

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Tailed stars fly the sky,
streaking, signing streams of light.
Cosmos glows at night.

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Moon, constellations,
short-lived clouds, passing thick fog,
and a shooting star!

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Cloud-like foliage,
below foliage-like clouds.
Can you see the crows?

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Cloudy skies again.
We miss the sun and the stars.
Trust they will return.

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When in the outdoors
the clouds cover up the stars,
candlelight indoors.

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A silver full moon,
blinking, shivering, floating
in a cup of tea.

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Tonight’s moon shows off
a quiet brilliant halo.
Her modest splendor.

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Reserved silent moon,
witnessing night after night.
Faithful confidant.

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The moon grows and shrinks,
pulls the tides, emerges, hides.
Tried and true rhythm.

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Waning shrinking moon,
teach us to have faith and trust
when we feel smaller.

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Sunlight burns brightly.
Moonlight’s beams glow in the dark.
Starlight simply shines.

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Lightning and thunder,
spectacular spectacle.
With or without rain.

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Gray smoke saturates
the air with fine ash powder.
Like fog’s mist brume haze.

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Please show up, bright sun!
Soon the moon will take over.
We need your light now.