Alluring sky and its ever,
Changing colours never fail to enthral.
There’s a sense of purity and serenity,
Each time I truly surrender.
Surrender to the universe,
The lord is the ultimate healer and,
Father of countless souls residing on this earth,
Put sincere efforts to converse.
Converse with the fireball each day,
That rise and set no matter the season.
Brightens the planet earth with its unfiltered light,
Ray of hope it brings, on days grey.
Grey sky sometimes, blue enduring,
Spongy clouds moving, an appealing sight.
And together they mesmerize the entire world,
The scene is very alluring.
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