My Kaleidoscope

The sky is a kaleidoscope;

Pinks, reds and blues;

Bleeding all together;

So beautiful these hues.

The colors of the daytime meld together,

in a painting just for me;

It burrows into my memory,

For beauty never stays

Despite the pain on the earth below,

The angels paint for me;

This moment of pure beauty;

Just for me to see

The sky called to me with colors that I cannot ignore;

So beautiful, so vivid and so very pure

Darkness will come and close the curtains,

For beauty never stays;

All the earth’s sheer ugliness

Is hidden by her shades.

She’ll be back tomorrow; Her colors all anew;

She will paint the sky again;

With new colors and new hues.