The Color of the Sky Belongs to No One.

The Color of the Sky Belongs to No One.
I am the sky, she said, The color of your world.
When she spoke, I drifted into language and thought,
Half in a world, half in a cloud.
But the Color of the Sky Belongs to No One,
But the passing of the day
We only see as the solar light reflects above
And within, our consciousness.
What is sight, except to see, that
The Color of the Sky Belongs to No One.

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