The sky, as blue as a robin's egg
As beautiful as a clear spring day
Birds soar and butterflies flutter
Entranced with the beauty of their surroundings
Trees stretch their branches
In an attempt to reach the sky
The sky touches all parts of the earth
Many secrets are kept from us
The breeze alone can speak its language
In turn, it speaks to us, although we do not understand
All honor the sky!
Without its beauty, a lonely existence awaits
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