Silent Gardian

Changing , moving always different
 shapes and colour
 hot and cold
strong and yeilding
crying and raging
forever my mystery 
always there .
A shelter to man
 witness to miracles and disasters
hate and love
seen but often forgotten.
watchful ,beautiful .
Sky .
I wonder do you look down
over me and
 see me as
 I am.

Author's Note

The sky .One thing that has never left your side.