Under the Sky

Under the ever changing sky
from bright days to pitch nights
sunrise to sunset
consistent, familiar but never the same

The sturdy, steady tree grows
toward the sky, swaying
in the breeze feeling the wind
within her leaves

Colorful sky, colored leaves
as seasons change
everything cloudy or starlit
dark, and by moonlight

Death to rebirth are barren branches
giving up their leaves, they always do
life is regrown and reborn
with the warmth of the sun and a drink of rain
 Under the ever changing sky