Array ( [sid] => 165035 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => THE CLEAR BLUE SKY [time] => 2011-03-02 11:23:46 [hometext] => Inspired by reading poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley [bodytext] => As I gaze upon the bright sun blue-lit sky
What do I see?
I see the infinite beauty of eternity dangling between
Heaven and Earth
Its clearness is that of a crystal-blue color
That of ocean waves and transparent splendor.
These eyes of mine stand upward
gazing at its wisdom
and it’s clear, fresh, that of newborn life
My countenance shines like that of a radiant
brightness of happiness
Its skies are reservoirs of peaceful seas
Soothing to the soul and mind.
As I gaze upon its beauty,
the skies send a clear message of restful slumber.
It’s soothing to my eyes
like that of a gentle salve
rubbed into them.
My being is at peace, floating in air on a
feathery bed of down
Looking toward the heavenlies,
I sense purpose and oneness with Creation
and Our Divine Maker.
Man is mortal and corruptible
and shall return to dust.
The skies last throughout eons of eternity.
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THE CLEAR BLUE SKY
Date: Wednesday, 2nd March 2011 @ 11:23:46 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: Tomboy

As I gaze upon the bright sun blue-lit sky
What do I see?
I see the infinite beauty of eternity dangling between
Heaven and Earth
Its clearness is that of a crystal-blue color
That of ocean waves and transparent splendor.
These eyes of mine stand upward
gazing at its wisdom
and it’s clear, fresh, that of newborn life
My countenance shines like that of a radiant
brightness of happiness
Its skies are reservoirs of peaceful seas
Soothing to the soul and mind.
As I gaze upon its beauty,
the skies send a clear message of restful slumber.
It’s soothing to my eyes
like that of a gentle salve
rubbed into them.
My being is at peace, floating in air on a
feathery bed of down
Looking toward the heavenlies,
I sense purpose and oneness with Creation
and Our Divine Maker.
Man is mortal and corruptible
and shall return to dust.
The skies last throughout eons of eternity.
Truly the skies are eternal.

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