A Sky Arched Canvas
Arched by rays of sunshine,
Out of the womb
Of breaking water,
She came:
A dome of the Earth:-
No less than always,
Has been her crowning beauty:
A reflective multi-hued bouquet,
Only God can gather and arrange:-
She’s as old as time,
Yet, her hemispheric radiance,
Has not been altered by it:-
From time immemorial,
The world has been privileged
To her radiant glow:
Little else has been as beautiful
As God’s canvassing, cosmic rainbow:-