Grey sky, white beams of Sun

 Grey sky, white   beams of  Sun

  Grey   sky, Straight white beams

 of    gubernatorial  Sun, twinkle  of stars,

A galaxy carrying  all our ancestors’ souls;

All  get clouded, transient   and temporal;

All come and go, take  turns  to govern

Yet  on  a  lasting  ambiance.

Small  or   big Nature  always fascinates,

Enthralls, tutors   and  warns  all of us.

Grey(ing )is  always there in

Some  unpalatable  form or other.

We  sit  still, stillness  is  there

Only calm and  guide.  We watch

The influx of humanity moving

About, throb  and sensation .

Extraordinary   moment of  

Ordinariness   stemming  into

Realization, grey  is

Inevitable. Live the resplendent

Part  and remember it.

We  continue to write

And reflect  and record,

We have to live.