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Riffing on Van Gogh & Shakespeare

amazing sunset

Ah, but a view that mortals seldom spy,
From station hovering in yon black sea,
The Earth below as if a lullaby,
Sings softly of her endless mystery.

The aurora borealis paints the skies,
In hues of green and pink, a wondrous sight,
Each color a new verse in love's reprise,
An ode to Earth, enrobed in veils of light.

O'er continents and oceans vast we sail,
Above, where air grows thin and stars are bright,
Yet down below, both love and life prevail,
And every hue converges into white.

For up above, the world's a canvas grand,
A work of art that only love could stand.