Sky Strange
I'm engaged with the great hover
As confusing as it, I ponder
I venerate its spry glory
When I look in the high observatory
As imagine, I see
With its plot guarantee
Winds cool, into red of elevation
For its ravenous tenants passion
All, in its stylish creation
Of stature and functional question
Copyright © Daniel Miltz | Year Posted 2021
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