Equisite skyline

Written by: louzana nubani

I hovered softly to see the exquisite skyline
As it set in place, the most overtaking colors
The colorful clouds were painted pinkish orange
As it set in mind a painted picture
And we were the ones disturbing this picture
This moving paint
Of the comfort of mind
Of the settle of thought
I preserved the moment and thought of the artist
The one who created this picture
In the early morning of peaceful chills to come
I honored this picture
Not all people saw this speck of painted art
As we went west, the light-blue skyline appeared cloudless
But as I glanced east, there they are
The clouds of beauty
Of sanity, of manifest
To the only True Artist; God