I saw through my minds eyes
The thousand colors of blue sky
The lights, shades and frothing mist
I knew I understood the gist
Then I watched my mind do tricks
Revealing the patters of my prejudice
Moments ago - of things I was sure
Were fools belief - no less, no more
Now I don't have any fixed view
The sky may be grey, black or blue
Or it may be of no particular color
Changing with time, place and weather
© Ratish
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