Literature
Feminine Sky
I compare the sky to a woman,
It breathes fresh air like a human,
It is breathtaking in the day,
And bedazzling at night
When time for rest, it sheds light
Its joyous, mysterious, glorious,
And can be monstrous
For when lightning is present,
Its evident there will be chaos,
It rides the earth gracefully,
Like a queen in a chariot
It inspires many to live,
It also inspires many to relive,
And let bygones be bygones
But the sky is but a blanket,
Decorated with trinkets,
From its creator
Man may think he made her,
But astronomers, are still amazed by her
When one discovery is made,
Another discovery, would make