Reality is just a point of view…

‘global’

sky blue canopies, advance and
pursue insanities. cloud white land,
understands demure impurity.

stark and clean, sun yellow beams,
dreaming scenes mellow not
extreme. attracted to the laid-back.

knowledge always comes after the fact.
too late to debate the sun sets
abated. complications unnecessary,

signals mixed as by an apothecary.
but nary will ever a sun, sky or moon
croon a tune to make the other swoon;

their doom is to orbit, never touching.
forever circularly strewn.