🌌 The sky and I, we have our dialogue,
In hues of dawn and dusk, a vibrant monologue.
From east to west, in every latitude,
Witnessing the night in its quiet solitude.
🌅 As the sun ascends, the sky tells its tale,
In palettes of pink, gold, and crimson veil.
And when it sets, a fiery goodbye,
Leaving strokes of orange across the evening sky.
🌃 But then, the night, oh, the night takes the stage,
With stars that shift as I turn life's page.
Constellations dance in foreign skies,
Witness timeless stories through celestial eyes.
✨ In each location, the stars rearrange,
A cosmic show, where quantum forces engage.
From north to south, as patterns transform,
Their dance unfolds as mysteries swarm.
🌍 And as the earth spins, night turns to day,
The sun and stars in their endless ballet.
The sky and I, in our wordless bond,
Gazing upon the world's expanse, so fond.
🌄 In every sunrise, every sunset's glow,
The sky reveals secrets only travellers know.
For in each journey, under different stars and sun,
We find not just new skies, but ourselves, undone.
