O’ boundless Sky,
You are a vast umbrage, so high
displaying colours varied, Why?
When calm and true
I see you as pristine blue.
Sparkling like new
with the Sun glaring thru.
Malice but taints you slight
causing streaks of greyish hue.
Greed darkens you further
when you gather more than you can carry.
Passion brings an orange tinge
making even the Sun cringe
and hide somewhere in the fringe.
Anger makes you bleed red
and causes the day to quickly end.
When seen in darkness
you seem shrouded in mystery.
I then wonder if I know you really.
But when I see you shelter stars tiny,
it spurs me to ogle you silly.
The different colours you display
are like the various moods of mine.
While every shade shows a little of you,
every mood reveals a little character of mine.