Gold
By supernova
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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