Heavy is the sky

Heavy is the sky

With the weight

Of its indifference

Barely worth the mention

As the notion of its existence

Changes imperceptibly

As time passages

From blue to grey

Where does it go

When stars glow

The sky at night

Is invisible

Without a light source

To discern

Its colouration

Lightwaves scattered

In profusion

With different rates

Of absorption

Blue light responding

To atmospheric

Interference

When in transition

Splintering overhead

To bring the whole dome

Down to the ground

A soul full of blues

Turning a simple thing

Inside out

There is no comfort

In knowing

Blue light travels in short waves

When the mood is upon us

There is only the weight

Of the sky

With all of its indifference

Between us

And the emptiness

Beyond.