♡BEAUTY OF THE SKIES♡

Looking closely at the clouds

Just clear all my confusing doubts 

Encourages my soul from dreadly events

And cautiously alerts me for the deadly ends

Hoping my soul could have wings 

For getting lost in skies is one of the peaceful things

Soothing my eyes with its fathomless end

Its beauty of lonesomeness can be a friend 

But something's strange in skies

For no pain and sorrow it advises me to break all my ties

It's asking me to explore it more and more

And is always capable of making me sure and pure 

It's fascinating the way it attracts 

People have charisma but the blues have facts

Giving me the sense of God

Making me feel special to my lord

No doubt it makes me feel calm

For my wounds it heals like a balm

Trust me!!! mistakes can be reversed under the blues 

For forgiveness it gives you the clues

Still I wonder about birds and flies 

That indulge themselves in the beauty of the skies:>☆