Blue and White

Do you see what I see Up in the sky? Have I gone to sleep? Or did I just die? Do my eyes deceive me? It could be a dream. After all, many things Are not what they seem. Oh, how I wish I could tell you The splendor I see up above On this day in October. It’s better than being in love. A white never seen, A blue truer still. I shall never forget it, Though no doubt some will. A chill wind drifts past me And makes all complete. On this day in October God has sent me a treat. The magic of pure snowy clouds, The wonder of lapis blue skies Are almost too painful To take in with mere eyes.