Sky | Poem.

On your gray clouds,
on your light tones,
of your drifting wind.

Of sad emotions,
of short words,
of the clamor that comes across shores.

You're a bright sky,
oscillating sky,
a clear sky,
You illuminate my days with your great star.

A canvas of several colors,
a character with multiple disorders.
Pink, white and blue,
sky of wide nuances.

You live your day in a hurry,
you fear the immeasurable night,
you hide in the veil of the breeze.

Your silence alone,
your clouds still,
night sky,
of dead hope.