Accents of The Sky

A movement toward the light above.
The shades of grey still float up high.
The pale takes flight as if in love.
We; the accents of the sky.

The winds lead us where we shall be.
To hide the light or storm the sea.
The flow and drops of glass inside,
Unleash the fury of the sky.

So stretch and reach for us this day.
We've kept the flow and stream this way.
So far below are living crowds.
So far beneath we the clouds.