The Self-Same Sky

The self-same sky

That acted all open and sunny

Is now covered and inscrutable,

True colors masked in gray,

Depth unprobe-able,

Height now finite,

But not really.

You will be unmasked!

You cannot hide forever!

I will see your blue;

I will see your sun,

And wonder

At the incomprehensibility

Of your full disclosure.

©2010 Bob Mason

4/26/2010