Crystal clear,
With a glare that outshines, 
Seeing the blue above the ocean,
Can it also be an ocean? 

Give the feel of happiness, 
The white that floats in the sky, 
Cotton, pillows, marshmallows?

What is perceived,
When indoors all beauty can be seen,

When outdoors,
You see, 
It's no summer skies.
It quickly moves to freeze.

- Ruptes