The sun made its presence felt
Yellowing the sky while being out of sight
Then blues, as if it didn’t want to get up
But had to, for duty’s sake, to awaken us.
Still no sight of the sun, now
Watercolour hues drench the sky
Yellow wins finally
Warming waves of mountains from the back
Which we can’t see, only deduce.
A range of cloud formations also seduce
It is camera shy
Warm red with yellow in the right.
Want to erase the mountains blocking our view
Like we could do when we painted them in
Now we cross them, once we choose to and have to both.
Now the warmth reaches the eyes
The clouds on the left warm
The mountains in front of the red
Are mere graph lines now.
Streaks that could be clouds
Now the yellow’s warmer
That’s where the sun is
The rays reach an opposite mountain
The yellow’s swallowed the red
Liquid gold floods the V.