All the hues of possibility are painted on the morning sky
Dark grey, shades of orange, white, purple, fading and blending
Amongst the sun and clouds all captured by the solid blue
Background which itself is hued darker and lighter all an
Open path as clouds cut across in different streaks
Giving light and endless changes while the sun makes its
Way to sit in the full sky, disturbances come cutting
Through this peace filled scene as planes journey on
Leaving traces of their journey in the air to balloon and
Grow where they once were, they don't blend into the
Scene and make their foreign appearance obvious almost
A violence cut across the beauty, scarring the scape of
View making it a scar visible to all who care to look
Higher than in front of them and opening themselves
To the hues of life within, beauty and pain, cut in a life