Many Skies

I saw many skies today


They stare, standing at one of them


and families gather families to this Lake


Walking's and holdings
They're coming and going


Just passing it by


Some uncontrolled volume like ripples in time, move backwards to the place where the pebble declines


The sun's blaring yellow,
It spread to a purple
Proceeding from melting of orange


Thank You God for the many skies I see