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Above us

If I were a king,
I would declare it
a birth right & a duty
to look up
and feed one's soul with
the beauty of sky.

Every soul deserves
to feel the majesty of the great above - 
The ominous greys
rolling whites
serene blues
or the orange blue kisses of the setting sun...
There is beauty in every sky.

Every sky is free of our smallness, our worries, our angst.
All hopes, dreams and realisations converge upwards
above clouds and above satellites
in the great beyond
that our gazes seek
and find
above us.

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