The Sky

In the azure depths of the summer sky,
Where the clouds may wander and the larks dance high;
There in the heavens, my spirit roves free —
In the canvas of nature, so wondrously.

With each sunrise painting a new day’s song,
I am one with the world; I feel I belong;
In the vast expanse, as my heart takes flight,
May I find my home — in the beauty of light.

• G L D Mackay