The Star-Studded Sky

The sky.
Oh, what a wonderful thing.
Flawlessly perfect,
The sky.

When the sun rises in the east,
The sky, she lights up with legendary colours,
reds, blues, purples, oranges and cerise in hue.
The sunrise.

When the sun is high in the sky,
The feathery, colourless clouds,
shimmering across the heavens, shading the Earth below.
The clouds.

When the blanket of night covers the Earth,
The moon, she shines, her imperfections,
Her craters and crevasses are what make her beautiful.
The moon.

The stars.
Suns in solar systems lightyears away,
Their planets orbiting them,
Keeping them afloat in the endless abyss of the universe.