Gold

A milky blanket of blue,

lays neatly across the place

above our heads.

A giant mine of gold

lights the earth,

as you can see.

So, it’s no wonder,

that the clouds are

always plated with halos.

The sky is a gold mine.

The greatest gift you

will ever get.

Or will ever need.

Breath.

Gold-plated breath.

Would you buy such riches,

if you knew you were

breathing them?

Who knew a milky blue blanket,

would be worth more than the

universe’s volume of treasures?

Look up.

Look down.

And look away,

before the sun blinds you.

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