An Ode: To The Sky That Raised Us Poem

the Texas Sky is eternal,
never ending, indeed.
splashes of pink, flames of orange, and
an omnipotent blue enthuse my eyes
to search for mortality,
only to find the opposite.

an entity, no question,
the Texas Sky is.
living in brilliance:
laughing with towering, piercing white,
cumulonimbus monsters sailing like ships in
an ocean blue like no other.

proud, like no other,
the Texas Sky is.
in full cognizance of it’s beauty
and magnificence, lime green
sunsets exploding with red & purple
sing to it’s divine artist hymns of gratitude.

the Texas Sky is eternal,
never ending, indeed.
reflections of intelligence,
the sun begins to set & the stars
begin to dance to a song sung in silence,
a song once written long, long ago.