Palette In the Sky

Soft, pastel-pink, aqua, sepia Turning sharp, gold, striking The sky is a willing canvas Waiting to be kissed By the palette of colours Multi-shaded layers dapple the heavens The pace of life is set to slow Announced by the sleepy, restful sun Her dying rays cast playful shadows Open to interpretation! Liquid gold outlines the classic oak tree So near, and yet so far! The firefly dances with excitement Her luminous tail aglow And the songthrush folds down her wings Relaxing in the still warm air Soft peach clings to the buildings While strong apricot dresses the windows From liquid gold to burnt orange Now a mauve sheet covers the horizon The crisp silhouette of the tawny owl Graces the evening magenta sky And the crickets begin their shrill song Heralding the arrival of the long, dark night Seductive winking stars and the creamy moon Commence their clandestine romance Wildlife dare not relax Predators lurk in the jet black ether! Gradually, the backdrop loses its ebony And the scenery takes on an intense cobalt blue The gentle dawn is slowly approaching The softest lilac bedecks a fresh morning sky Irridescent speckles espied through the laurel bush Dewdrops like glass drape the orchid Reflecting the fiery citrus blanket above Before turning warm, cheerful lemon And powder soft azure blue This kaleidoscopic carpet starts its journey On a never-ending cycle of wonder