Sky September 21, 2024 Open as the sky, vast and true, Embracing sun, stars, moonlit hue. Clouds may gather, rain may fall, Yet it welcomes each, it welcomes all. Snow may drift or skies stay clear, In its boundless heart, none disappear. It holds no judgment, makes no plea— In its embrace, all are free. So keep your heart as wide as sky, With space for every small joy to fly. Let it stay or drift away, Be untouchable, vast as sky. 1