Do you ever have the feeling, looking up into a deep sky, that it is rather like looking upward through water?
Blue, Pink, Sunset
Criss-cross through the sky
The clouds lie,
And patterned like scales of fish
They float-swish,
Swish! As sun drops low
The colors glow
As though the waters were high
Above. Fly,
Fly through depths of blue
All of you,
Swim in the last of…
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