The sky is a canvas,


    A canvas is a sky.


    Into which rise golden stems


    and blue-tinged leaves


    Like pennants fluttering from golden lances.


    In the centre, grand and bright


    The solar satellite gleams.


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    Centre-point in a pale flag.


    Yet between satellite and I,


    Seeming to flutter like a trio of


    butterflies,


    Are three delicate creations of white, blue and


    a touch of pink.


    That could be perched on the


    Central Orb Orchid Sun.