Stare at your sky.

It has to be more clear than mine.

Mine has so many clouds,

It makes me wonder how many layers it has

It looks so permanent

Maybe they’ll never move

They are all shapeless

But its colors have me hipnoticed.
Maybe I had too many drinks

But when I stare at it for a long time

I can see them moving in a wave

Up and down with the air

Its the beautiful nature

Doing its thing.
The most interesting thing about the sky

Is that no matters where you are

Everyone has a piece of it

It changes every minute of the day

And once it has changed

You wont ever see it the same way

Ever again.