Joie de vivre

Because when the sky sings to you,
how dare you respond with anything less than
a ballad, a coloratura to apotheosize her hues?

My heart breaks, for the skies will never know
my love, will they ever see it as I do? Will they ever know
that in the summer blues and winter blues,
I find my happiest sadness?

For how could someone ever find sorrow in something so lovely?

-Divya
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my dudes I really like the word apotheosize