Heavenly Colours
Just awake curtains drawn, I view a scene beyond the glass
The colours that befall my eyes are nothing more than class
There are greys and blues with purple twists like a carpet in the sky
With orangy reds not a shade was missed as I looked on in awe and sighed
A window of light appeared, as if peeking through the clouds
As his colours started speaking to me, as they spoke silently out loud
This vista that you see beyond the glass on this sunny morn
Will radiate and fill your eyes as if they were newly born
I say to myself how lucky I am that God painted me a sky today
As the morning grows and the colours fade, I marvelled at his display
God painted me a sky (today)...
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