Sky

O Sky!
What riches in your jets,
Unfathomable depth!
Each blue a dream,
Each cloud a thought,
Each star a longing
Tethered to the heart,
A dance—a story untold.

You cradle all nature,
Waves of thought that rise
And find their solace
In the wind’s perfect flight,
While lost in the endless flow
Of the mystic evening tide
That laps upon the shore of time.

— D.H. Lawrence

• DH Lawrence