The sky rained with amethyst.
The clouds a soft and quiet mist.
As the light fades,
The blackness settles.
The coal color of night,
The diamonds and their twinkling might,
Sit there quietly in lasting glory,
Fading and crying as in mourning.
The light appears in amber glaze
As the sun did slowly raise.
The rooster calls unto the sun,
As the stars begin to run.
The day sings with a bird's song.
The sky is bright and the horizons long.
Clouds float as in a dream,
Drifting and shifting in a calm peaceful scene.