What's Beyond

A huge manta ray flies up high Just over the horizon Sharing the sky with black baby Puffins, what's beyond? The sun sitting in the east waiting To chase away the night And remove the cool of the morn Give manta ray its flight Imagination can run frenzied When cobalt clouds design But soon their image dissipates Lavender ice aligns Fog down in the hollow coats trees A misty way to start a day Oh! The beauty now cast from light Released by the sun's rays A magenta appears upon the cloak White light warms icy clouds Then a red fire ball emerges And pine limbs no longer shroud