Sky is all I have to share

Sky is all we have to share,
indivisible and yet punctured
by our prayer,
do we not pray then?
Or do we not share?
Be there in the sky, o my cloud and bust of breeze,
I will not stint and pray still,
all I have is you
and will always seize,
breeze
Breeze
Flow so that clouds can give way,
Leave sky to stare,
share If for a while,
I like truth even if it pains
Don’t paint my sky
With any lie
Alone and obtuse,
I will fly
I will fly