Sky the Truth
Sky the Truth
Sky is infinite from eternity
earth looks at it from its birth;
sky of innumerable shapes and colours
ever changing
creating and recreating
beyond any dolour and mirth.
The flight of distance loving birds through it
passing of supersonic jets, other flying objects
lightning flash like sparks of clash on earth
sounds of explosion and song
all are facets of truth
like the many faces of the sky.
Sky has no hue no smell no face
it creates and recreates the surface;
infinite from eternity
Sky is the Truth.
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