Something changed in the Sky that caused a dull day to suddenly transform and become a very beautiful day. Hear what happened. After my afternoon nap, I woke up, stepped outside and looked up to behold the most beautiful multicoloured sky I have ever seen. I mean indescribable beauty at its best. If you have witnessed a candy coloured sky you will appreciate what I am talking about. A few weeks later, memory and inspiration began its work in me from which I wrote this poem to keep the memory of that day alive. I hope you like it.
Dear Sky, you seem all dressed up this evening
Your face is all painted and colorfully beautiful
I see multicolored clouds joyfully flowing into one another unhindered
Is there a party happening in Eternity?
I am spellbound by the naturalness of your beauty
I can smell the fragrance of your colors on the earth
What perfume are you wearing
What are the heavens celebrating?
The hills are all drenched in the rain of your hues
The waters reflect your colorful spells back to the heavens
The whole of creation is charmed by your radiance
There has to be a party going on in Eternity.
Your beauty has given life to dead twigs
Fallen leaves and crushed petals have recaptured their gorgeousness
Nature screams with delight as the rainbow scribbles its majestic signature across the sky
There is a party going on in Eternity.
Like wolves howling at the moon
Sharks agitated by blood
Lovers now throng the streets like thirsty zombies
Titillating love poured out by the beautiful colors of the Sky.
I crave for a secluded island
Where nature paints its art on the canvas of creation unhindered
Where the sky etches it’s colorful graffitis on the flowing walls of the waters
Where playful dolphins, scented flowers and coconuts rule.
Oh, how I would have filled my hands with colored waters
I would then pour watery beauty on my body and watch it roll elegantly off my skin
Then I would sit entranced watching the golden hour mutate into the blue hour
Till I float away into the sky dancing with the Auroras.
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Do you recall at any time the displays of heavens? What was feeling at sighting images and colors written in the sky? Do you recall any sunset or appearance of the rainbow in the times past? Can you describe in words the beauty you beheld? At times whilst enjoy the sunset, I think of the God who made all these beautiful displays. Surely He would beautify our lives. What do you think? Let me have your comments below based on your own experiences.